Game Of the Week- 30th September 2013.

sia

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Posted: 11 years ago

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Hello all.. welcome to the Game Of The Week - 30th Sept
(my first GOTW in this forum)

Make -a- story

The game is on making a story.. by adding your own sentence to the previous one.

Like if I say - A princess walked on the wet grass of her garden..

Next would add- She slipped and fell in a basket full of flowers..and a magician came by.

and

The next one may say - no sooner this happened the flowers transformed into dry leaves.

Something along those line.. please remember - to make the story as funny as possible.
Add your humor element in it.

Here is the first one: There was a rugged hunk, cutting logs among the woods..

Hope everyone enjoy and participate in the game.

Regards
Sia.

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He heard a cry from far away. Curious he went to look for the source

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There was a rugged hunk, cutting logs among the woods..He heard a cry from far away. Curious he went to look for the source...he searched all around and the moment when he was about to go away he happened to a someone struggling with...

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There was a rugged hunk, cutting logs among the woods..He heard a cry from far away. Curious he went to look for the source...he searched all around and the moment when he was about to go away he happened to a someone struggling with...her clothes stuck in wild bushes.In her one hand she was holding a large basket which was full off ...

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There was a rugged hunk, cutting logs among the woods..He heard a cry from far away. Curious he went to look for the source...he searched all around and the moment when he was about to go away he happened to a someone struggling with...her clothes stuck in wild bushes.In her one hand she was holding a large basket which was full off ...flowers and with the other she holds her chunar,which was stuck in thorns were her locks concealing her face; the wind was strong and he neared her...

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There was a rugged hunk, cutting logs among the woods..He heard a cry from far away. Curious he went to look for the source...he searched all around and the moment when he was about to go away he happened to a someone struggling with...her clothes stuck in wild bushes.In her one hand she was holding a large basket which was full off ...flowers and with the other she holds her chunar,which was stuck in thorns were her locks concealing her face; the wind was strong and he neared her... very slowly.As she was busy with her chunar, she did not hear his foot steps until he came close , very close to her ...

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There was a rugged hunk, cutting logs among the woods..He heard a cry from far away. Curious he went to look for the source...he searched all around and the moment when he was about to go away he happened to see someone struggling with...her clothes stuck in wild bushes.In her one hand she was holding a large basket which was full off ...flowers and with the other she holds her chunar,which was stuck in thorns were her locks concealing her face; the wind was strong and he neared her... very slowly.As she was busy with her chunar, she did not hear his foot steps until he came close , very close to her ...and before she could know, she felt his chest on the back of her and this scared her. Then he signaled her that he'd help her out with her chunar n he gently pus his hands over the cloth and pulls it, in the process their eyes meet and never left each other's for a while😆...

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There was a rugged hunk, cutting logs among the woods..He heard a cry from far away. Curious he went to look for the source...he searched all around and the moment when he was about to go away he happened to see someone struggling with...her clothes stuck in wild bushes.In her one hand she was holding a large basket which was full off ...flowers and with the other she holds her chunar,which was stuck in thorns were her locks concealing her face; the wind was strong and he neared her... very slowly.As she was busy with her chunar, she did not hear his foot steps until he came close , very close to her ...and before she could know, she felt his chest on the back of her and this scared her. Then he signaled her that he'd help her out with her chunar n he gently pus his hands over the cloth and pulls it, in the process their eyes meet and never left each other's for a while.

Time froze, earth stopped revolving and it seemed the heavens had also crashed down to witness the magic.Suddenly the air became violent , it smelled different , it smelled unpleasant , it smelled evil...

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There was a rugged hunk, cutting logs among the woods..He heard a cry from far away. Curious he went to look for the source...he searched all around and the moment when he was about to go away he happened to see someone struggling with...her clothes stuck in wild bushes.In her one hand she was holding a large basket which was full off ...flowers and with the other she holds her chunar,which was stuck in thorns were her locks concealing her face; the wind was strong and he neared her... very slowly.As she was busy with her chunar, she did not hear his foot steps until he came close , very close to her ...and before she could know, she felt his chest on the back of her and this scared her. Then he signaled her that he'd help her out with her chunar n he gently put his hands over the cloth and pulls it, in the process their eyes meet and never left each other's for a while.

Time froze, earth stopped revolving and it seemed the heavens had also crashed down to witness the magic.Suddenly the air became violent , it smelled different , it smelled unpleasant , it smelled evil... the wind was violent, the leaves n flowers sherd from the trees onto them; his eyes consumed hers , those eyes in front of him spoke a lot- they recited a poem in that brief moment. And then the rain showered onto the earth, which apparently got them off their stare -fest and in the proses he cut his hand cause of the thorns...

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