Experiment: Let's write a (TB) story!

[Jay2U]

kept an eye on Jon, who prepared for the second strophe of his ass trumpet composition. The conductor appeared right behind him. "Not on my train!", he roared. Too late. The trumpet sounded a deep brown pfwrrrrrrt and the conductor started to behave like a hurt Wookiee.

 

[MatticusMania]

Jon really wanted a cigarette, and wondered if it was ok to light up in the train. He thought he'd ask the ticket taker as he came by checking everyone's stubs, but just as he was about to speak

 

[Jimbob Jones]

the edit ninja swooped by and made sure everyone's posts made sense. Afterwhich,

 

[Jay2U]

Earl realised that the stuffed scrapple made him see and experience two different possibilities in time and space. Fact was, that the train conductor really was very angry with Jon. He couldn't make out whether it was his attempt of smoking a sigarette or smoking his trousers. The outrageous conductor...

 

[macaroni tony]

decided he would get even wit ol' Jon. He pulled out the stuffed Chupacabra from the durflaka shed located in car 8 of the train. "Wwwhhh--whh---what r ya gonna do wit that?" Jon asked with much trepidation. The conductor replied, "Oh, you know all right. You know just what to do is gonna will be done with this thang here!" Sure enough...

 

[Jay2U]

the chupacabra looked like it hadn't had a decent meal for a month. Suddenly the green-eyed goddess rose from her seat and...

 

[Relic]

motioned for me to follow. Which I did somewhat reluctantly..

 

[MatticusMania]

because my wife was watching. I looked at her with that look in my eye, you know, the one that says "Can I?", and to my surprised I saw her whisper, or at least thought I saw her whisper, "You may". So I got up from my seat and followed the green-eyed goddess

 

[Relic]

down the long narrow path of the train car, her hand in mine while a steady thump-thump, thump-thump of the rolling train beat in time with my heart. We were nearing a private compartment when she suddenly whirled around and yelled "oh shite!!" "WHAT!??" I said, and she...

 

[Jimbob Jones]

went very pale, as the freshly laid log slipped out from 'neath her skirts.

There was a stunned silence, no-one knew how to react.

'whoops' she said, as she begain to go red. The offending stool lay there between us for all to see.

I had been in this situation before, I knew what to do. Without another thought, I

 

[Relic]

carefully pulled out my handkerchief. The one I always keep neatly folded in my breast pocket whether I am wearing a tuxedo or not. It just looks fly. Anyway, enough about my sense of style, I gingerly plucked the offending slag from the floor, walked to the window, squeezed it through teh narrow crack there, folded my handkerchief and placed it back in my breast pocket. "Now, where were we...?" said I. She gasped and

 

[Jimbob Jones]

'I was walking you down here and I shamed myself' she replied. 'What would You like to do now?

 

[Relic]

I simply smiled, and gestured towards an older, albino pair of Asian female twins sharing headphones, while chewing tobacco. I said: " Now there's what I'd like to try sometime, I..

 

[MartinG1957]

Have often walked down this street before but the pavements

 

[Jimbob Jones]

are...are...' I didn't finish that sentence, because she'd already started to

 

[Relic]

vigorously undress the albino Asian female twins... I cried "WAIT!! You can't..

 

[macaroni tony]

hide a redneck under all that hippie hair! The twin Asian chicks nodded in approval, as I...

 

[Relic]

pulled off the green-eyed goddess's wig revealing that she, was in fact, a

 

[Jimbob Jones]

Latvian crossdresser. With that revelation in hand, I headed for the nearest exit. Leaving the scene before it got nasty, I stepped outside.

Realising that I'd just stepped off of a moving train, and that I was currently midway through what must be a spectacular fall, I

 

[MartinG1957]

Quickly dosed my self with some of Mr Donovas famed intergalactic laxative which should have sped me away to Mars however,