The ultimate "participation" thread - I start a story and you keep it going?.

[D67]

The idea is this ...I beging to write a story and at some point I stop. Whereas the nest person continues to write, then stops and someone else continues on. So forth and so forth. The whole idea is to have a story so twisted and messed up it will either be totally a riot or just plan silly. Z-man, if you feel this is time waster (it is - please delete it - I dont mind). The only issue we may come across if two people try to insert their segment at the same time. Your entry can either be long oe short - its up to you.

Let's begin.

It was a cold, cloudy winter day and a chill was in the air. Out from the forest walks a beautiful women with tears in her eyes and blood on her hands. She fell to her knees, gasping for a breath of air so I ran to her. When I came upon her, I couldn't believe my eyes, it was my first true love, her name was Beth. Unconsious she went so I picked her up and took her inside my cabin. As she lay by the fire I called for the ambulance, I tried to comfort her as best as I could with thoughts of our former love for one another then I realized - what in the Hell am I thinking?.

[84porsche]

Where could should have come from? Did she kill someone, maybe it was her new lover, her parents or someone else. Its possible he didn't treat her as well as I did but we broke up years ago. I thought we could be soulmates but her parents with their ridiculous fortune tried to make me disappear and that is why I am in the cabin here in the woods, just me, Elmo (my dog) and my red Porsche.

[ejfbmw]

I always kill them with hammers.

[JavaBrewer]

Like the hammering I took years ago as a professional soccer player



Since then I have lost all feeling in my groin and will never again achieve an erection. Maybe it was that unfortunate event that forced her into the forest to commit some horrible act?

[juanbenae]

i surmised she was cold so i striped her doen to her silkys and layed her out in front of the fire. she looked much better than I had remembered (is that not always the case?) so off with the silkys too. i thought maybe an ambulance was not what she needed so i called the 1st responders back and "corrected" the address to a cabin about 6 doors down. at that point i began CPR on her naked self.

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[Milu]

The cpr did not satisfy me or help her. I paused for a smoke and reflected on what a sick world it had become. Suddenly I had an idea. I rushed to the Porsche for my cellphone and the WD40, I had enough credit left on my account at Friction City to order a take-away dwarf. I went to the old seachest at the back of the cabin to get my wellington boots and sou'wester in anticipation.

[concentric]

As I rang Friction City for the usual, a 3'2" gem named Quinlan, I quickly lit the gas range and prepared a frying pan with a short squirt of WD and about 5 lbs of bacon. As I extracted the precious mixture, I couldn't help but notice that the "Wellington effect" was kicking in and making me frankly rather giddy. It had been about 6 months since the last time and though they say the rush abates, for me, it's never gone away. A little nonsense sing-song ditty came to mind and I began humming as I threw a happy glance towards the fire and attendant lady and returned to the business at hand...

[Milu]

But still I wasn't satisfied, I needed Quinlan the dwarf to help. Looking at the time I decided I had enough time before he arrived to shave off all my bodyhair and give myself a rubdown with the bacon fat. This accomplished I continued with my preparations. I was making the porridge to fill the wellington boots when there was a rapid knocking at the door, It couldn't be Quinlan already.

[cool_chick]

At which time the door suddenly burst open. Her evil boyfriend was standing at the threshold with a bloody knife. I took my can of WD40 and sprayed it in his eyes. He cried like a sissy and ran out of the house with his tail between his legs. I then walked over to the beautiful lady laying in front of the fire...

[Milu]

I asked myself: Would she understand how much I had changed and how low I had fallen. I hoped she would not notice the smell of goat in the bedroom.

[D67]

As she layed there, next to the fire with nothing on but a despaired look on her face, I became infatuated with her breasts. Wondering if they still were beautiful and supple as I remebered them to be. Suddenly from the bedroom my evil goat "lucifer" burst out into the room crying Baaaaa Baaaaa Baaaaaa. All of a sudden he stopped and looked at her bare naked body and ...............

[StevoRocket]

Had an overpowering feeling of deja vue -- his mind drifted to the hills in northern Greece where he had jumped and skipped as a kid.

[StevoRocket]

Life was scary then, the smell of kebabs hung on the mountain air and the local clergy were not particular when it came to partners for the floral dance....

[cool_chick]

where the Ouzo flowed and lambs ran free. He mustn't go back, he just mustn't........

[onewhippedpuppy]

The Goat! The boyfriend! The blood! Suddenly, the pieces were starting to fall into place. I began to dance a jig of celebration, the euphoria of a man in the dark, who had finally began to see a pinprick of light in the distance. I did not notice that her eyes had began to open......

[LeeH]

I sat in silence and observed as she looked around the cabin. I wanted to speak, but at the same time didn't want to startle her. Her eyes moved slowly around the room. She was looking for something familiar. Anything familiar. Despite the three snowy winters we'd spent together in this cabin, it was all new to her. It seemed like an eternity, but her eyes eventually fell on me. She let out a small gasp and pulled the blanket around her. My wildest dreams and fears came true in the same moment when she asked, "Who are you?"

[rcecale]

It was then that I realized I was hungry. I offered her something to eat...

Blood Pudding
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INGREDIENTS:
3 quarts pork blood
1-1/2 pounds raisins
1-1/4 pounds sugar
1 pound mixed nuts & chestnuts
3/4 pound rice--cooked
2 oranges with all rind
1 pound figs
1 teaspoon red pepper
1 teaspoon black pepper
2 tablespoons salt
bay leaf
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DIRECTIONS:
Mix all and bake in oven for one (1) hour.
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COMMENTS:
This pudding was made when the hogs were slaughtered
on the farm.
Although this may sound strange to us today,
"Blood Pudding" was a common dish during the earlier
part of this century. When a hog was slaughtered,
nothing went to waste.


The text says, "Blood pudding tastes delicious."

[84porsche]

After seeing the blood pudding, she begin to gasp and she remembered something, something about what had happened to her. A flashback but an unknown flashback.

[Isabo]

A flashback caused by all the acidtrips she had taken. She was sure she had seen the man in the sou'wester with no bodyhair and wellington boots full of porridge before. Who was his short friend, why were they holding a goat on a leash? The shortman spoke, "She's awake! Quick, get the axle grease"

[Simon S]

Meanwhile, thousands of miles away, dozens of chickens swooped down from the sky in a rain of squawking, bloodthirsty terror.

Women screamed and grown men ran for cover while children ate ice cream and looked on in grim amusement.

‘Why are the big people scared?’ wondered the children.. ‘Those chickens are only about 4 feet tall and have eyes that glow red like the minions of hell.’

Toby, the eater of a fine butterscotch ice cream, threw down his cone and squared off with the lead chicken. The lead chicken’s name was Ian, ruler of Voltar.

‘Go back to Voltar foul beast! You have no power here! Take your poor excuse for parakeet friends and get out of here or I'll rip your balls off and wear them for earrings, you funky-walkin, booger-pickin freak of Nature!!!’

This exclamation rather startled the bloodthirsty, dick-tater of Voltar.

While the hesitating, red-eyed minion stood there, Toby whipped out a pump-action sawed-off shot gun and proceeded to unload it’s inventory of ammunition. Toby filled that bird so full of lead that when it was all done, the ruler of Voltar was very heavy.