Progressive Story!

Off-topic
1

Well, this could either be an absolute flop, or a roaring success, but here goes. I dunno if something like this has already been done - if it has, then just dont bother posting and this thread will dissapear into the archives…

I just thought it’d be cool if i start off by writing like one sentence, leaving the end open for the next person to continue the sentence, and so on and so forth - you know how it works…

It could get interesting. Write about anything. Be creative. Go nuts. I’ll start us off:

"The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a…

2

been done.

a few times.

quite recently actually.

“The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?””

3

hmm, ok i thought it might have been. Meh, nevermind

4

this thread just got killed.

5

Haha it sure did - it died before it even left the ground…

i hang my head in shame of creating such a dud… heh heh

6

maybe you should search around before you start new threads. but it is quite funny.

7

Yeah i think i will

8

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, "wtf, a chicken? So curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighborhood.

9

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a

10

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said

11

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

12

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

13

Woohoo!

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

No sooner had these words left the sinical policeman’s mouth that a massive strange object fell hurtling from the sky, landing a few feet from where we were standing. It was a

14

Woohoo!

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

No sooner had these words left the sinical policeman’s mouth that a massive strange object fell hurtling from the sky, landing a few feet from where we were standing. It was a boulder, hacked up by BillyTheMountain (who hadn’t hacked up a boulder since Studebaker Hoch brought him his royalty check…)

15

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

No sooner had these words left the sinical policeman’s mouth that a massive strange object fell hurtling from the sky, landing a few feet from where we were standing. It was a boulder, hacked up by BillyTheMountain (who hadn’t hacked up a boulder since Studebaker Hoch brought him his royalty check…)

The policemen ran off, jumped into his cruiser, and droving off mumbling something about “Ok, ok, BillytheMountian, my mistake, sorry, Dang that was close Billy, oops, er I mean BillyTheMountain.” With the boulder, and harassing cop thing, it seemed like a good idea to quickly ride out of here.

16

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

No sooner had these words left the sinical policeman’s mouth that a massive strange object fell hurtling from the sky, landing a few feet from where we were standing. It was a boulder, hacked up by BillyTheMountain (who hadn’t hacked up a boulder since Studebaker Hoch brought him his royalty check…)

The policemen ran off, jumped into his cruiser, and droving off mumbling something about “Ok, ok, BillytheMountian, my mistake, sorry, Dang that was close Billy, oops, er I mean BillyTheMountain.” With the boulder, and harassing cop thing, it seemed like a good idea to quickly ride out of here.

Meanwhile back at the ranch, Captain Joneslaw hisself was settn’ down to his very favorite supper of DEEP FRIED PORK and soggy

17

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

No sooner had these words left the sinical policeman’s mouth that a massive strange object fell hurtling from the sky, landing a few feet from where we were standing. It was a boulder, hacked up by BillyTheMountain (who hadn’t hacked up a boulder since Studebaker Hoch brought him his royalty check…)

The policemen ran off, jumped into his cruiser, and droving off mumbling something about “Ok, ok, BillytheMountian, my mistake, sorry, Dang that was close Billy, oops, er I mean BillyTheMountain.” With the boulder, and harassing cop thing, it seemed like a good idea to quickly ride out of here.

Meanwhile back at the ranch, Captain Joneslaw hisself was settn’ down to his very favorite supper of DEEP FRIED PORK and soggy. He was jerst about to sink his chops into a big forkful of steamin’ hot pig hide, when suddenly he heard a knock-knock-knockin’ at his front door.

“Well, gosh darn it, if that’s the paperboy agin ah’ll cut off his legs and call him shorty…” muttered the Captain. He arose from his chair and stumped over to the door. Opening it, he poked his head out and saw…

18

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

No sooner had these words left the sinical policeman’s mouth that a massive strange object fell hurtling from the sky, landing a few feet from where we were standing. It was a boulder, hacked up by BillyTheMountain (who hadn’t hacked up a boulder since Studebaker Hoch brought him his royalty check…)

The policemen ran off, jumped into his cruiser, and droving off mumbling something about “Ok, ok, BillytheMountian, my mistake, sorry, Dang that was close Billy, oops, er I mean BillyTheMountain.” With the boulder, and harassing cop thing, it seemed like a good idea to quickly ride out of here.

Meanwhile back at the ranch, Captain Joneslaw hisself was settn’ down to his very favorite supper of DEEP FRIED PORK and soggy. He was jerst about to sink his chops into a big forkful of steamin’ hot pig hide, when suddenly he heard a knock-knock-knockin’ at his front door.

“Well, gosh darn it, if that’s the paperboy agin ah’ll cut off his legs and call him shorty…” muttered the Captain. He arose from his chair and stumped over to the door. Opening it, he poked his head out and saw…a magic turnip that when rubbed would produce a computer who could

19

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

No sooner had these words left the cynical policeman’s mouth that a massive strange object fell hurtling from the sky, landing a few feet from where we were standing. It was a boulder, hacked up by BillyTheMountain (who hadn’t hacked up a boulder since Studebaker Hoch brought him his royalty check…)

The policemen ran off, jumped into his cruiser, and droving off mumbling something about “Ok, ok, BillytheMountian, my mistake, sorry, Dang that was close Billy, oops, er I mean BillyTheMountain.” With the boulder, and harassing cop thing, it seemed like a good idea to quickly ride out of here.

Meanwhile back at the ranch, Captain Joneslaw hisself was settn’ down to his very favorite supper of DEEP FRIED PORK and soggy. He was jerst about to sink his chops into a big forkful of steamin’ hot pig hide, when suddenly he heard a knock-knock-knockin’ at his front door.

“Well, gosh darn it, if that’s the paperboy agin ah’ll cut off his legs and call him shorty…” muttered the Captain. He arose from his chair and stumped over to the door. Opening it, he poked his head out and saw…a magic turnip that when rubbed would produce a computer who could give any man the answer to the greatest question of all: “What is the meaning of life?”

The Captain unleashed a joyous hoot and bent down to rub the turnip. He had just begun stroking it when on its surface a face appeared, and a little mouth shouted furiously, “What the hell you doin’ touchin’ my ass, buster?!. You askin for a daym good hidin’, boy!” Captain Joneslaw dropped the fuming vegetable with a start, taking a few steps back towards the house. The angry turnip advanced menacingly on the quivering Captain, a vicious scowl on its gnarled face. It paused for a second, then suddenly

20

The other day, as I was riding down the street on my uni, I saw a chicken, and thought, “wtf, a chicken?” So, curiously, I followed the chicken while it ran, crossing all the roads of the neighbourhood, until I was abruptly stopped by a policeman who appeared to be chewing some kind of a namebrand high-end chewing gum, he looked at my wheel and said “Hi there, Pedestrian”.

The policeman then turned his head, spit, and continued, "Your riding that one wheel tricycle son, and what the heck are your doing with that chicken, is this some Piccadilly Circus livestock drive? Now son, here in Jone’s Town we don’t take kindly to this strange behavior. "

No sooner had these words left the cynical policeman’s mouth that a massive strange object fell hurtling from the sky, landing a few feet from where we were standing. It was a boulder, hacked up by BillyTheMountain (who hadn’t hacked up a boulder since Studebaker Hoch brought him his royalty check…)

The policemen ran off, jumped into his cruiser, and droving off mumbling something about “Ok, ok, BillytheMountian, my mistake, sorry, Dang that was close Billy, oops, er I mean BillyTheMountain.” With the boulder, and harassing cop thing, it seemed like a good idea to quickly ride out of here.

Meanwhile back at the ranch, Captain Joneslaw hisself was settn’ down to his very favorite supper of DEEP FRIED PORK and soggy. He was jerst about to sink his chops into a big forkful of steamin’ hot pig hide, when suddenly he heard a knock-knock-knockin’ at his front door.

“Well, gosh darn it, if that’s the paperboy agin ah’ll cut off his legs and call him shorty…” muttered the Captain. He arose from his chair and stumped over to the door. Opening it, he poked his head out and saw…a magic turnip that when rubbed would produce a computer who could give any man the answer to the greatest question of all: “What is the meaning of life?”

The Captain unleashed a joyous hoot and bent down to rub the turnip. He had just begun stroking it when on its surface a face appeared, and a little mouth shouted furiously, “What the hell you doin’ touchin’ my ass, buster?!. You askin for a daym good hidin’, boy!” Captain Joneslaw dropped the fuming vegetable with a start, taking a few steps back towards the house. The angry turnip advanced menacingly on the quivering Captain, a vicious scowl on its gnarled face. It paused for a second, then suddenly

i woke up and realised it was all a dream