Hello dears.
So I found another one of those humorous ( yea C-Bone!) bits of unrelated sentences at the end of a spam e-mail, and had to share because it's terribly amusing
She went to the barn, tossed the garbage bags inside the doors, then came back to the house. On Pauls fourteenth birthday his father had given him a Red Devil condom in a foil envelope.
The ID was gone but the money was still there, the bills - mostly fifties - crisp and fresh. He thought, I heard that same sound as a small, unhurt boy, and for a moment he nearly wept.
I love how the setences don't even relate to each other.
So I am issuing a challenge to you all. Choose one the of sentences, and write a very small story. It doesn't have to be more thatn 10 sentences. Just something fun. Here I will lead by example.
On Pauls fourteenth birthday his father had given him a Red Devil condom in a foil envelope. He remembered that day and how odd it was. He took it as a sign that his father thought of him as a man now, that it was a rite of passage, not unlike a Bar Mitzvah. Paul's family was not Jewish however, so the condemn would have to suffice. His father died shortly after his birthday, so the condom was more that just a prophylactic, but a symbol of his father's love, esoteric as it may be. He carried it in his wallet, as did many young men in his day. However when the time came when he was presented with the opportunity to make love to a woman for the first time, he did not use it. Instead he ran to the local drugstore where he got a box of Trojan condoms. He had at first grabbed the Red Devil pack, but then as emotions, thoughts, and feeling about his father flooded over him, he put it back. Nostalgia was all fine and dandy, but not when he was going to deflower both himself, and the willing young woman back at his place.
If this one gets good reviews I will see what I can do with the others.
Well..... I suppose....
P.S. The challenge is not a joke! I expect entries! There will be a prize, or prizes!
p. p.s. Umm.. E-mail them to me, I will post them anonomysouly on here ( anonymous to you of course not me, you'll know it's me posting them). Then we can vote on the best one!
One more. JEN, change the link to Katie's blog in your blog. I usually navigate to the other blogs from yours ( no I don't know why, so don't ask) so I always get the 404 error message or whatever from your page and have to travel back to my page to read Katie's musings.
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What's your email address?
OOOOO.... You have played on my love for fabulous prizes. And made-up story telling. It's like all of my favorite things rolled into one. Can the prize be "John makes trip to Milwaukee so we get to hang out with him?" Even better would be the John Milwaukee trip coupled with a huge bottle of Jewish wine and a steam cleaner to get that damn stain off my pool table from the peppermint schnops you spilled on it. Dries clear my ass!!
oh, and posting stories written by others does not make you exempt from posting yourself, just so you know.
My e-mail is Juhlman6@yahoo.com (p.s. Jen, you already have it)
Oh C-Bone, you made me laugh out loud for a very long time! I will research how to get Schnapps ( note the spelling) out of felt and help you clean the next time I come.
i don't know if knowing how to spell the names of various liquors better than me is a point to be proud of.....
My my C-Bone. Aren't we catty!
Sad part is that I thought the spam was from an actual story. A very strange story, but possibly coherent.
I searched google and your blog was the first result. My message was shorter, so now I know I missed out on some of the great fun you did. And mine came with an attachment, probably a virus.
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