Okok... I've done this before on a forum and it was hilarios! We'll write a story, each person adding one word at a time. Just copy and paste the pre-existing story and add a word. feel free to add punctuation so we don't have a huge freakin jumble of words. Maybe Scott will read it on a podcast if it's good! I'll start with a few words to get it going:
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light.
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached
(copy and paste is such a useful thing)
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It's all about the Numbers, my friends
The Math god
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The Math God of the Past
THE Mister Biz-Nass, Your friendly neighborhood Tourette-Syndrome-afflicted, throat-cancer-surviving fortune-teller who speaks through a voice box.
The Past Future gay Chief of the SFPD (the original podcast of Nocturnal)
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It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and
(i thought that each person added three words, not one)
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"Top Gunners gun from the top, mutherfucker!"
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy
"The spread of evil is the symptom of a vacuum. whenever evil wins, it is only by default: by the moral failure of those who evade the fact that there can be no compromise on basic principles."
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good,
"The spread of evil is the symptom of a vacuum. whenever evil wins, it is only by default: by the moral failure of those who evade the fact that there can be no compromise on basic principles."
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she
*I am the Rear Admiral but Sigler gives the Orders*
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the
"The spread of evil is the symptom of a vacuum. whenever evil wins, it is only by default: by the moral failure of those who evade the fact that there can be no compromise on basic principles."
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife
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It's all about the Numbers, my friends
The Math god
#
The Math God of the Past
THE Mister Biz-Nass, Your friendly neighborhood Tourette-Syndrome-afflicted, throat-cancer-surviving fortune-teller who speaks through a voice box.
The Past Future gay Chief of the SFPD (the original podcast of Nocturnal)
http:Bitstrips TREED!
http://GoAnimate TREED!
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't
*I am the Rear Admiral but Sigler gives the Orders*
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't sharp
enough
*I am the Rear Admiral but Sigler gives the Orders*
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't sharp enough to lacerate
You can put three words at a time now.
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't sharp enough to lacerate, but she was
"The spread of evil is the symptom of a vacuum. whenever evil wins, it is only by default: by the moral failure of those who evade the fact that there can be no compromise on basic principles."
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't sharp enough to lacerate, but she was impatient
(ya'll do the three words, hard enough for me to come up with one)
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It's all about the Numbers, my friends
The Math god
#
The Math God of the Past
THE Mister Biz-Nass, Your friendly neighborhood Tourette-Syndrome-afflicted, throat-cancer-surviving fortune-teller who speaks through a voice box.
The Past Future gay Chief of the SFPD (the original podcast of Nocturnal)
http:Bitstrips TREED!
http://GoAnimate TREED!
t was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't sharp enough to lacerate, but she was impatient. She needed it bad...
(shouldn't this be on fanfiction)
"What do you mean there's nothing i can do, you mean im hooked on Scott Sigler's podcast novels... im... a junkie..."- me
" It takes 46 muscles to frown but only 4 to flip 'em the bird."- anon
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't sharp enough to lacerate, but she was impatient. She needed it bad, she was going to have to...
"What do you mean there's nothing i can do, you mean im hooked on Scott Sigler's podcast novels... im... a junkie..."- me
" It takes 46 muscles to frown but only 4 to flip 'em the bird."- anon
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't sharp enough to lacerate, but she was impatient. She needed it bad, she was going to have to do it eventually.
Tara the Freak - Wide Receiver for the Ionath Krakens
It was a dark night and the blood on the ground looked black in the poor light. I reached out and caressed my hairy toe. Good, she thought the knife wasn't sharp enough to lacerate, but she was impatient. She needed it bad, she was going to have to do it eventually. The toe tasted
*I am the Rear Admiral but Sigler gives the Orders*
LMAO
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It's all about the Numbers, my friends
The Math god
#
The Math God of the Past
THE Mister Biz-Nass, Your friendly neighborhood Tourette-Syndrome-afflicted, throat-cancer-surviving fortune-teller who speaks through a voice box.
The Past Future gay Chief of the SFPD (the original podcast of Nocturnal)
http:Bitstrips TREED!
http://GoAnimate TREED!
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