Alphabet Game - Lets Play

[Portabella]

Possibly did not make sense, but that is okay by........

 

[becvan]

Vanished in the smelly fog of eeeorre....

 

[cookie]

but he noticed that something just felt wrong, and he began whistling under his breath to try and convince himself that he was not afraid. Suddenly.....

 

[goingonhope]

Okay okay okay.... I have a game. I have a game. I have a game. Its called
ALPHABET STORY.

Heres how we play. First, I start a story using the first letter of the alphabet as the first word in my sentence. Each following sentence has to start with the next letter of the alphabet. Only once sentence at a time and it must be in alphabetical order. Thus the name. And you have to try and keep the story going.

There seems to have been a mix up in the last attempt at playing this, so anyone interested in trying again????

I'll start & if you really have a good idea for a better start to a story, then please overlook mine and restart, but only the very next poster here gets this chance. Otherwise let's get started alphabetically and see if we can enjoy another story here, but this one in 2011.

Ready, Set Go:

- A highschool student was forced to drink 6 ounces of cod liver oil each morning with his breakfast. -

NEXT:

 

[amethist]

By the end of the week, he was running to the rest room so often, he was sent home. :oops:

 

[Heather]

'cause the loads in his pants were awful smelly:eek: pee-you!

 

[The Albatross]

Depressed he learned to control his bladder and bowels.

 

[amethist]

Except on a Wednesday, when he had a full afternoon of sports, any excuse he could use to get out of it, he used.

 

[Heather]

Foiled again! He didn't realize his mother slipped some cod liver oil into his ovaltine.

 

[goingonhope]

Gee Whiz!.....thought Harry, in spite of everything I've learned, how will I ever eradicate
these, more difficult, shits?

 

[Heather]

Ha! He thought as he whipped out his grandmother's sectret stash of depends!

 

[The Albatross]

"Gee how do I put these things on?" he thought to himself (being a man child he had discarded the instructions).

(no offense to the guys)