Fill-In Friday
OK – so I blew it last week! I didn’t post a Bloggers Collaboration Story. I failed. It won’t happen again. On purpose. To read the chaos that ensued last week go HERE.
Are you new? Here’s the deal. I’m gonna throw out a beginning sentence and each new commenter adds to it, one after the other. In hopes of creating an intelligible story 😐
Here are the rules. After reading through the comments, make sure to refresh the page before adding your next line to the story, so that you aren’t commenting the same time as someone else. You can add no more than 4 words at a time. Whatever! Come back and add to the mix as often as you’d like.
So think about what you want to say. Hit refresh and wait for the clear. Then post your words.
Here we go…
“The calendar was cleared, the tickets were purchased. “Honey! Pack your bags! We’re going to…
***Edit To Change Rule***
TheNorEaster Hereby abolishes the ‘4 word rule limit’.
But please show some restraint 😀
inProgress 
South Africa to visit
lions and tigers and
the black mamba snake
that kristi feeds peanut butter
with chocolate chips
But, kristi didn’t know
that they were coming!
But, they boarded the plane and
settled in for the
hijacked flight!
The hijackers were smurfs demanding to be taken to
Smurfville in Tanzania
where they would start a protest against
where Papa Smurf was imprisoned for
shortening Tam’s blogroll.
Mandy was the prosecutor
Defense attorney was Kristi
, wearing nothing but snakeskin
and a tiara.
(shocking!!!)
and feathers. Then
, she informed the court that Papa Smurf was innocent of the charges due to temporary insanity stemming from..
talking too much!
The judge ordered medical intervention which consisted of…
LOTS of oreos, smashed into a liquid pulp and administered intravenously.
a day of silence
(ignore mine!)
Meanwhile, under the cover of night…
Tanzanian oreo thieves
made use of composition-B high explosive to decimate the Tanzanian inventory of Oreo’s including horror of horrors, the Double-Stuff supply!
The attorneys were getting restless though, and
took an Oreo break.
only to discover
that the oreos in question were counterfeit…
😯
yeah they were those ‘Hydrox’ abominations!
“Execute them!!!!” Everyone Shouted.
“They don’t know what they’re doing!”
Suddenly he who was presumed to Papa Smurf, ripped off his mask and it was really…
Bill Clinton
*I am gravely concerned about where this may go 😉 *
Aha! he proclaimed as
danced a jig upon the witness stand while…
singing “Secret Lovers”
The back door barged open,
A collective *gasp* filled
in walked Hillary with a bag of oreo cakesters!
Bill!! she yelled
If I have to tell you
“TheNorEaster just showed up and told everybody to stop following the 4-word-rule because last week we didn’t even get the story transcribed because there were over 3 gazillion comments so Tam never transcribed. So to save space…and make Tam’s a little easier…Can we please get rid of the 4-word comment rule? Or at least ignore it…?”
And then Tam said
rules are made to be broken???
Only when they make your life at F-In-F easier. But then
Tam agreed. Let’s have fun!
yeah fun on a Friday
“continuing the story””
Take that mask off !!
*gasp**
“ewwwwwww”…the crowd gasped.
(insulted) THAT’S NOT A MASK!!!
Turning left and right to find a way out…
He dove under cover of
while saying ‘everyone is picking on me’
and then he farted so loud it
could be heard in Darfur.
But where are the oreos??!
In the midst of the mask and farting confusion, Hilary ran off with the entire country’s stock of them!
She left a ransom note. If the world doesn’t vote her into office, she is KEEPING all the Oreos!
((the world?))
That’s right. In the midst of the Oreo crisis, the United States of America, instead of declaring war, decided to allow the WORLD to vote for the next president.
News reports flowed in. Every nation on Earth reported their Oreos were gone.
But Hilary denied having any of them.
so the inquiry begins..
who? what? Where? and When?
of course how?
Until Barbara Walters did a TV special and then it was all over.
Or so they thought….
Because Star Jones did a report explaining the legal ramifications of a world without oreos. (she had some strange black crumbs around the corners of her mouth during this report. ??) She called on her friend Nancy Grace to cover the “who”. But who will cover the “what”, the “where”, the “when”, and the “how”?
then through the door burst Rev. Jeremiah Wright, “stop!” He shouted
he also had black crumbs around the corners of his mouth.
It’s a hostile take over!!
“Call Al Sharpton” he’ll know what to do!
Someone grab Mr. Clinton!
or someone who looks like him
It’s ok. He chewed the Oreos, but he didn’t swallow any. Phew.
But in other news…
there’s a teenager loose..
last seen with 9 chubby
pigmy goats, all named Daryl
and a llama named earl
and a pet rock named Katherine.
Katherine is gray with orange stripes
and sends telepathic messages.
Just yesterday she sent
it was about the elections
and orange creamsicle icecream
which she recommends to all as the latest cure for insomnia.
But she knew Scotch worked better until
waking up became a problem
but then again, who needs to wake up to this nightmare?
Lets go to the amusement park!!
Just don’t let me on any ride that goes in circles or…
spin me upside down
or an unpleasant surprise
will come to visit especially if oreos were recently consumed
but will I make it to a secluded spot to
(((oh this is gonna be interesting))) (continue)
make my deposit
or am I prozac-ially challenged
no just reality twisted
like twizzlers on a
stick.
But then I realized
This is all new to me
As I logged in my journal about
the strange dream
and realized that it meant
– suddenly, i was startled when the phone rang
“Hello, this is Amway calling”
Have we told you lately…
That we LOVE you??? 🙂
(not part of story: Re comment 95 – i didn’t HAVE to wake up to this – I just DID! 😉 )
(P.S. This story actually makes far more sense to me than last weeks!
)
<B
And they started singing, “Lovewillbringustogether!”
Ok we don’t really love you we just want your money
Little munchkins started dancin around singing…Money money money…money and then Donald Trump knocked on the door.
After saying, “You’re fired!” He proceeded to tell me his hair was really a
a skunk with dyed hair
a skunk with dyed hair
was sitting on his head!!! 😯
which made the munchikins nervous!
Why are we here?
Because it’s too scary
to buy the donuts or maybe to
rent them for a while
but decided to go to bed instead…back to the nightmare…
and then return them for
a rug for brandy’s
But, a rug to cover stone tile?
their munchkin toes were getting cold.. here comes walking in
(((OK!!! None of you just made ANY sense! What am i suppose to do with this???? 😆
The Good Witch Brandolyn with fuzzy socks for their cold tosies
skipping along the way down yellow stone tile road
made up of yeyow yegos
which are more fun than Lego’s, especially since
emoticons are yeyow, too!
***THE END***
i so wish i know what ‘yeyow’s were
Yeyow is how Dylan says YELLOW!. hahaha! He can’t say his L’s very well. haha!
everybody knows what yeyow means!!!!!
and, good luck making sense outta all that.
and do we need to write wordpress some hate mail telling them that we DON’T like the “possibly related posts” feature????
can we turn it off!!!?????
The young’un’s got a good point – should we? can we?
and how come Tam don’t got it???
is it JUST Mandy and me?
<B
where’s my grammar?
Me and Mandy…
<B
nope. i got it too.
it seems to come and go.
i don’t like it a bit.
i’m fixin’ to have a tantrum y’all!
Dang gurn it – them Southerner’s got to me agin…
Mandy and I !!!
🙂
<B
dang.
i better transcribe this story huh????
Oohhh a Tammy Tanty – never seen one of THOSE b4 – wish i could hang around longer.. maybe later? 🙂
<B
that’s much better Love!
good job 😉
we can’t be perfect ALL the time
Love, are you trying to hijack my comments box????
Maybe he’s a last-word freak…? 😉
By the way, nice new avatar, LoveWill.
(But I’m still not going to call you “Love.” 😯 )
lol last word? me?? ….Naaaahhhhhhh! 🙂
and thanks NE’er!! go onnnn… do it… it’ll make you feel good!
love you
love
<B
Hijack comments??
who? Me??
😯
🙂
<B
That’s what FRiENDS are for….
“I’ll be there for you-u-u-u-u!”
<B
Love! you can’t hi-jack with THREE comments!
thats the best you can do?
I
think
it
is
SUNDAY!
Don’t
y’all?????
[better?]
I think I’ve found myself some new entertainment! This beats tv anyday! LOL!
Hi Kelly! yah, we’re really a pathetic group here 😯
Welcome!
Mandy Lou – nice!
🙂
It’s a good thing Mandy has a nice avatar up. Otherwise, I would get really sick really quickly of her using eight comments
to make one
sentence.
HAHAHA!!!
Ok – I need to go transcribe this baby…
all I can do is shake my head….
Man, I missed my favorite FIF of the week……..
so. now its monday. even in YOUR timezone its MONDAY.
monday
monday
monday.
what in the world have you been doing this weekend?
Hmmm……and I was so looking forward to this today. I hope that I didn’t distract you from your work Tam!
Mandy:
I think she was leaving, like, a gazillion comments on LoveWill’s page.
People are just weird, I guess. And our shiny happy Tam is not exception. 😉
Holy Cow! I suck!
Tam was doing valuable charity work for the disabled – helping them lift their blog stats – 424 Mandy pantsy! – now THAT’s good work! 🙂
Tam – Really??? 😳
<B
ya. that’s it.
😀
do we need to start a revolution on Love’s page? up his stats? does that make us stat-pimps?
eeewwww! does it?
no.
actually it would make him one, right?
fitting.
AWFUL!
are you working on a new post? 😉
I am this morning. Gotta get FIF into story form. HAHA!!!
Then I’m going Random today! Not to be confused with Commando.
But.
Ya never know.
LOL!!!
commando, huh???
😯
just so you know, i’m having one of those pms days where i wanna yell at someone. not anyone in the blog world.
or anyone that i actually know.
but someone that sent me an email at work – and my reply wants to be: DON’T MESS WITH ME TODAY PEOPLE!!!
i have a zit the size of morocco dead square on my chin, and the RED baseball cap i’m wearing today is NOT doing its job of distracting attention away from chin.
this is NOT the right way to start the week.
i’m just sayin.
sounds like mandy needs a good rant…works for me!
Tam- random/commando…ya i see the difference 🙄
er.. Tam??
Mandy’s calling me on a kinda ‘promise’ i made her about revealing my ( well YOUR) not-so-cunning plan over on WW last week 😮
i said i’d need to clear it with you first so – do i? or Don’ i??
you’re super-sneaky how can i wheedle my way out of it without seeming like a piker? – Or letting Mandy know the Horrible Truth??? :shock:??
Mandy can’t read this – RIGHT?????
‘worried’ in Oz
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i think tam is just waiting ’til we get her up to 200+ comments b4 she does something new, bc she wants to be like my Whatever Wednesday. 😀
i’m STILL reading!
I’m piking for the ‘night’
Have a Great Day without me Y’all 🙂
(only another 9 to go!)
<B
P.S – in the morning i’m coming back to those ‘stat-pimp’ comments – ‘ladies’ 😉 and Mandy – you’re a liitle ‘late’ for the ‘revolution’ is all i’m sayin 😉
Nighty-night
<B
Love: you CRACK ME UP!!!!!
Only
six
more
to
go
and
DONE
hahahahaha!!!!!
😆
HA HA!!!!
oh my goodness! Who needs a life when you have Tam’s FIF?!! So, when my husband says, ‘what on earth have you been doing all day?!” because the house still looks like our 5 kid tornado ran through it….how do I even begin to explain? ummm…stat pimps, oreos, Love revolution, commando’s and PMS Honey!! Yeah, that’s it!! LOL!!
‘do we need to start a revolution on Love’s page? up his stats? does that make us stat-pimps?’
‘actually it would make him one, right?
fitting.’
You didn’t REALLY think i was gonna let that one slide did you ladies??
You both know you’re Ho gs for blogs – now look what you’ve gone and done to poor sweet innocent Michelle! You’ve drawn her into your evil web 😉
There’s still time Michelle – you can resist the Dark Side of blog stat worhip – come over to my blog and we’ll talk about it ! 👿
<B
“come over to my blog and we’ll talk about it”
HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I see right through you, Love!! 😎
😆
i am an open book to all 🙂
so – you’re coming over right??
not that i am desperate or anything 😉
<B
Been there – no one to talk with! 🙂