A Silly Story

[Dave]

The Moon was bright blue but, with the sky all but covered by the record numbers in the annual flying-pig migration, Splodd could barely see the end of his . . .

Over to the next author!

You must complete this sentence then stop somewhere in your next. At least twelve new words per post  please.

Later: please copy/paste the previous assemblage before adding your own so the whole story can always be seen.
Good tactic to end mid-sentence with some kind of booby trap.

[OldGit]

The Moon was bright blue but, with the sky all but covered by the record numbers in the annual flying-pig migration, Splodd could barely see the end of his, but then Colonel Retch couldn't see the end of his at all.  By the sacred warrior-code of the ...

[Dave]

Off thread:
You are not looking too well, OG. Are you sure you are eating properly?

[Ecurb Noselrub]

The Moon was bright blue but, with the sky all but covered by the record numbers in the annual flying-pig migration, Splodd could barely see the end of his, but then Colonel Retch couldn't see the end of his at all.  By the sacred warrior-code of the Snorgdobbles, the bright blue moon required a massive first strike on ...

[Magdalena]

Off thread:
You are not looking too well, OG. Are you sure you are eating properly?

Oh, he's fine!
He just needs a really deep moisturizing cream.
Also, try to drink a little bit more water.
~That's all.

Continue with the story.

[OldGit]

The Moon was bright blue but, with the sky all but covered by the record numbers in the annual flying-pig migration, Splodd could barely see the end of his, but then Colonel Retch couldn't see the end of his at all.  By the sacred warrior-code of the Snorgdobbles, the bright blue moon required a massive first strike on the enemy's far end. Since Splodd and Col. Retch ...

[Dave]

The Moon was bright blue but, with the sky all but covered by the record numbers in the annual flying-pig migration, Splodd could barely see the end of his, but then Colonel Retch couldn't see the end of his at all.  By the sacred warrior-code of the Snorgdobbles, the bright blue moon required a massive first strike on the enemy's far end. Since Splodd and Col. Retch had only three  quorks and a half dozen twirps under their command and the enemy numbered 72 000, this might prove  a little difficult.

But, honour demanded...




OT, glad its nothing serious OG, try goose grease,  as good on the skin as it is on roast potatoes. Oh, you already look like a roast potato, not such a good idea then.

[OldGit]

Thanks, guys, but ny dentist is working on it.

The Moon was bright blue but, with the sky all but covered by the record numbers in the annual flying-pig migration, Splodd could barely see the end of his, but then Colonel Retch couldn't see the end of his at all.  By the sacred warrior-code of the Snorgdobbles, the bright blue moon required a massive first strike on the enemy's far end. Since Splodd and Col. Retch had only three  quorks and a half dozen twirps under their command and the enemy numbered 72 000, this might prove  a little difficult.

But, honour demanded that they activate the haggis and sharpen their bagpipes.  They burst into their battle-chant which sounded ...

[No one]

The Moon was bright blue but, with the sky all but covered by the record numbers in the annual flying-pig migration, Splodd could barely see the end of his, but then Colonel Retch couldn't see the end of his at all.  By the sacred warrior-code of the Snorgdobbles, the bright blue moon required a massive first strike on the enemy's far end. Since Splodd and Col. Retch had only three  quorks and a half dozen twirps under their command and the enemy numbered 72 000, this might prove  a little difficult.

But, honour demanded that they activate the haggis and sharpen their bagpipes.  They burst into their battle-chant which sounded at dawn. The thunder of horse's hooves shattered the silence of the still morning air. As the.....