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August 06, 2005
25 Word Challenge
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Miz Feisty has graciously allowed me to the host this week's 25 Word Challenge. The challenge is to continue the story using only 25 words. You may post as often as you'd like but no consecutive contributions. Don't forget to refresh the comment page before actually posting your contribution!!
So, without further ado - let's get started..
CRASH!
Bianca was jolted awake when she heard the almost deafening noise. Jumping out of bed, she ran to look out her back window and saw...
Posted by Cate at August 6, 2005 11:59 PM
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A huge puff of smoke rise over the back fence. Then there was silence.
Collecting her shoes, she flew out of the back door and...
Posted by: Christina at August 6, 2005 09:12 AM
saw the neighbor children running for their lives. Just what were these brats up to? Last week they managed to destroy a prized rose bush.
Posted by: Michele at August 6, 2005 11:26 AM
First the neighbor's children ran by, then the dog, and finally the elderly mother-in-law with her walker.
What the heck was going on?
Posted by: Christina at August 6, 2005 01:44 PM
She peered over the fence with trepidation. Sitting there, on the lawn, was a fully grown dragon. It looked at her quizzically and politely asked..
Posted by: Nugget at August 6, 2005 03:32 PM
"Do you have any Grey Poupon?"
Astonished, and honestly impressed that the dragon asked for such a high-class brand of mustard, she politely responded...
Posted by: theinsider at August 6, 2005 05:15 PM
"My, apologies, only Gulden's Spicy Brown." She found herself saying.
"Drats," said the dragon, "I had to smite the neighbor for no mustard at all."
Posted by: Christina at August 6, 2005 05:23 PM
"Oh my God, you smited the neighbor? I hope she doesn't get pregnant again!" Once the dragon heard this, he hung his head in shame.
Posted by: Michele at August 6, 2005 07:13 PM
It's not that the dragon was bad, he just tended to act before thinking. It was a habit he was trying hard to break.
Posted by: Da Goddess at August 6, 2005 08:24 PM
"Well," admitted the dragon, "I'm not really here for mustard. That's just an icebreaker. We dragons don't have much use for mustard. Or ice."
Posted by: Mr. Snitch! at August 6, 2005 09:03 PM
The dragon snorted, sending a flame shooting out, torching into ashes Bianca's hair, eyebrows, and eyelashes. "Oops, sorry," said the dragon. "Let me introduce myself..."
Posted by: WitNit at August 6, 2005 09:09 PM
I'm Doug. What's your sign?"
Bianca, who had just lost all the hair on her head and smelled like a burnt Pop Tart, was not...
Posted by: marydell at August 6, 2005 09:20 PM
...in the mood for chit chat. Not with a dragon who had instantly made her look like a chemo patient. She went looking for her...
Posted by: WitNit at August 6, 2005 09:37 PM
...blonde wig, threw on her new outfit and a little makeup. Leaving all the ruckus behind, she grabbed her car keys and went off to...
Posted by: mosmotif at August 6, 2005 11:33 PM
the local bar, where Jimmy, the former 1987 Rutger's Scarlet Knights mascot was mixing frozen drinks.
She rushed in, and caught a glimpse of his...
Posted by: erin at August 7, 2005 01:03 AM
