It's just a game.  With each post, you add three words to the story.  Please keep it clean.  
(Imagine an eight-year-old playing.  And his mother watching over his shoulder.)

only, nothing else.

How is school ?

want to cry

in front of ..."

A little randomness is fun, but this makes no sense at all.
Can we at least make an effort?  I was aiming for creative
and funny. I thought I jumped through some pretty impressive
hoops back there, trying to keep this story coherent.
Instead of throwing in random toilet references that are not
remotely clever or humorous, can we read the story and say
something that can be vaguely connected somehow?  

A little randomness is fun, but this makes no sense at all.
Can we at least make an effort?  I was aiming for creative
and funny. I thought I jumped through some pretty impressive
hoops back there, trying to keep this story coherent.
Instead of throwing in random toilet references that are not
remotely clever or humorous, can we read the story and say
something that can be vaguely connected somehow?  

That could work.  A simple sentence or a partial sentence.  Maybe no more than one line, or no more than 20 words?  I don't know if I want to change the rules in the middle of the thread, but you can start a new thread.  Name it with a catchy opening line and "(add a sentence)."

Only with Chilli sauce.

The rule remains: Add Three Words.

Ok, the "Bearsden Express" scene, take three.  Your mission,
should you chose to accept it, is to say something coherent
following the driver's announcement.  Anything you can do to
weave any old loose ends back into the story would be a plus.
Where will Flardox and Oblivia go next?  And what about the dog?

"Bearsden Express to Scotland, Hebrides, Donegal and other locales,"

shouted the driver, ...

and come quickly

the talking dog.

The car turned down the lane towards the house aglow with light from the lightning.
The dog howled a mournful sound.  "I like cheese."  That dog spoke???
"My name's SPIKE!  Here`s my bone fide diploma from the dog school."
I turned the key in the lock but it seemed the door was melting away.

Oblivia stood in the doorway, barefoot, with a towel, only nothing else,  
and  stared into the eyes of the dog creeping across the ceiling.  
Flardox`s spirit was crossing the universe, powered by trampoline.
Then she asked, "How is school?"
Nonchalantly he replied, "Now, take this bus to Cuba!"

"Exact change, please," said a voice from the car parked on the side of the road where
the bus stood.  "Please hand me your worn and tattered boots and scarves," it said ominously.  

"Flardox!" said Oblivia, "What hast thou done with the key to the Rabid Monkey Cage?"
"I ate it!" said the driver, with a burp.  "I left the cat on the bus and said, 'Stay!'"  
She didn't want to cry in front of the monkey trainer in case he was nervous.

"Bearsden Express to Scotland, Hebrides, and Donegal and other locales." shouted the driver,
"Hold on tight and come quickly." The bus lurched.  The passengers gasped
as the llama walked in front of the dog who was carrying the monkey.  

"Where's the cheese?" Flardox said to the talking dog.
"The monkey ate it," said the dog as he continued on his way to the other side
of the Bearsden Express.  Once more we go to Bearsden via Marcia's house, which is nearby,
and have cake.   Sweet Field Trip!

Now our purpose: Now, we work on the railroad and. while fixing the hole in my big head,
I reached for some forceps.

"Oh My Gosh!" Flardox screamed out, "Hurry, bring me the tape because we have some fences
to mend, places to go, people to be."  

Oblivia looked up as she glimpsed the dog flying past the moonlit sky, aglow with the light of

the polar auroras

will do anything...

Quote:

The car turned down the lane towards the house aglow with light from the lightning.
The dog howled a mournful sound.  "I like cheese."  That dog spoke???
"My name's SPIKE!  Here`s my bone fide diploma from the dog school."
I turned the key in the lock but it seemed the door was melting away.

Oblivia stood in the doorway, barefoot, with a towel only, nothing else,  and  stared into the eyes of the dog creeping across the ceiling.  
Flardox`s spirit was crossing the universe, powered by trampoline.
Then she asked, "How is school?"
Nonchalantly he replied, "Now, take this bus to Cuba!"

"Exact change, please," said a voice from the car parked on the side of the road where
the bus stood.  "Please hand me your worn and tattered boots and scarves," it said ominously.  

"Flardox!" said Oblivia, "What hast thou done with the key to the Rabid Monkey Cage?"
"I ate it!" said the driver, with a burp.  "I left the cat on the bus and said, 'Stay!'"  
She didn't want to cry in front of the monkey trainer in case he was nervous.

"Bearsden Express to Scotland, Hebrides, and Donegal and other locales." shouted the driver,
"Hold on tight and come quickly." The bus lurched.  The passengers gasped
as the llama walked in front of the dog who was carrying the monkey.  

"Where's the cheese?" Flardox said to the talking dog.
"The monkey ate it," said the dog as he continued on his way to the other side
of the Bearsden Express.  Once more we go to Bearsden via Marcia's house, which is nearby,
and have cake.   Sweet Field Trip!

Now our purpose: Now, we work on the railroad and. while fixing the hole in my big head,
I reached for some forceps.

"Oh My Gosh!" Flardox screamed out, "Hurry, bring me the tape because we have some fences
to mend, places to go, people to be."  

Oblivia looked up as she glimpsed the dog flying past the moonlit sky, aglow with the light of

the polar auroras

... and polar bears who like eating will do anything....for a meal of nice, fresh garlic flavoured oily fish and chips with a side

of Flardox who

keeps showing up

this is off OP...............................why do you insist on derailing this thread.


Back to the OP , and skipping duckfetishgirl`s remark.

ran past, wild-eyed

Lol, I wondered if anyone would pick up on that old saw.  

[offtopic] Ooh you b!tch! [/offtopic]


Roared through the.....

certainly help us

What the hell is OP and what do you have against me?

Why do you insist on playing moderator when you are NOT. Why do you feel you have the right to make that judgement on what can and can't be posted. You didn't start this thread after all. I was enjoying myself like everyone else here.

spider to meltdown

Skyblue -- have you checked your PMs?

The car turned down the lane towards the house aglow with light from the lightning.
The dog howled a mournful sound.  "I like cheese."  That dog spoke???
"My name's SPIKE!  Here`s my bone fide diploma from the dog school."
I turned the key in the lock but it seemed the door was melting away.

Oblivia stood in the doorway, barefoot, with a towel, only nothing else,  
and  stared into the eyes of the dog creeping across the ceiling.  
Flardox`s spirit was crossing the universe, powered by trampoline.
Then she asked, "How is school?"
Nonchalantly he replied, "Now, take this bus to Cuba!"

"Exact change, please," said a voice from the car parked on the side of the road where the
bus stood.  "Please hand me your worn and tattered boots and scarves," it said ominously.  

"Flardox!" said Oblivia, "What hast thou done with the key to the Rabid Monkey Cage?"
"I ate it!" said the driver, with a burp.  "I left the cat on the bus and said, 'Stay!'"  
She didn't want to cry in front of the monkey trainer in case he was nervous.

"Bearsden Express to Scotland, Hebrides, and Donegal and other locales." shouted the driver, 
"Hold on tight and come quickly." The bus lurched.  The passengers gasped as the llama
walked in front of the dog who was carrying the monkey.

"Where's the cheese?" Flardox said to the talking dog.  "The monkey ate it," said the dog
as he continued on his way to the other side of the Bearsden Express.  Once more we go to
Bearsden via Marcia's house, which is nearby, and have cake.   Sweet Field Trip!

Now our purpose: Now, we work on the railroad and. while fixing the hole in my big head,
I reached for some forceps.

"Oh My Gosh!" Flardox screamed out, "Hurry, bring me the tape because we have some
fences to mend, places to go, people to be."  

Oblivia looked up as she glimpsed the dog flying past the moonlit sky,
aglow with the light of the polar auroras.  

And polar bears, who like eating, will do anything for a meal of nice, fresh,
garlic flavored, oily fish and chips with a side of Flardox who keeps showing up.  
Disgusting, eating Flardox!  Polar bears agree!  Polar bears also avoid railroad
tracks on their way to Havana.  How many more will want to tango?

Fifty billion snakes filled the valley where we were having a tryst.  Suddenly, a loud
scream split the air, as a wildly flailing woman ran past, wild-eyed and raving incoherently
about the blind man who was lost in the stormy night.  He picked up his hammer and saw.

Spike, the dog yelped as the bowl full of Nuclear warheads exploded.
Good thing he was wearing a lead-lined cap on his butt.  
An eerie silence roared through the night as the sky became dark.

"Who'd like a fresh new world?" asked the glowing 67th Secretary of State as he dropped
the name of Lucille Ball into an empty fishbowl, filling it with large, round, firm oranges,
apples and plums.  

Seizing upon an orange, Gareth quickly proclaims, "Spam Alert!"
"An orange will certainly help us run away from monkey trainer, who recapitulates
recursion repeatedly," said the guy with the powerful magnetic green eyes, piercing
her soul like daggers in curds and whey.

Along came a spider to meltdown beside Oblivia, who forgot her line.  
"Where's the prompter?"    "I'm here, sire…"
Forgetful, not frightened, raised his glass as flardox's ghost laughed and chortled,
"You silly fool..."
I am watching my neighbor's niece and her brother compare dating experiences
with the local yokel who was friends with Oprah Smith, who was sleeping in bed
with a gigantic over stuffed pillow instead of his wife of many faces, because her
real one was disfigured beyond belief.  There you go again, she said.  

But suddenly godzilla and Bridezilla eloped from the zoo while texting Ogammara with his
big toe after he finished his supper and yet more cheese doodles with beer whilst watching he
incredible Hulk eating.  Complicated lives these Aspies lead, however, Riding roller coasters,
Climbing tall mountains, fording every stream, following every rainbow, till you lose your
lunch and have to go away on a long trip, with a crossbow and a broken umbrella.

Gandalf said, "The storm is coming," so open the windows, to equalize barometric pressure and keep the

gang from yawning.

to settle in,

giraffes will come if

The car turned down the lane towards the house aglow with light from the lightning.
The dog howled a mournful sound.  "I like cheese."  That dog spoke???
"My name's SPIKE!  Here`s my bone fide diploma from the dog school."
I turned the key in the lock but it seemed the door was melting away.

Oblivia stood in the doorway, barefoot, with a towel, only nothing else, and  
stared into the eyes of the dog creeping across the ceiling.  

Flardox`s spirit was crossing the universe, powered by trampoline.  
Then she asked, "How is school?"  Nonchalantly he replied, "Now, take this bus to Cuba!"

"Exact change, please," said a voice from the car parked on the side of the road where the
bus stood.  "Please hand me your worn and tattered boots and scarves," it said ominously.  

"Flardox!" said Oblivia, "What hast thou done with the key to the Rabid Monkey Cage?"
"I ate it!" said the driver, with a burp.  "I left the cat on the bus and said, 'Stay!'"  
She didn't want to cry in front of the  monkey trainer in case he was nervous.

"Bearsden Express to Scotland, Hebrides, and Donegal and other locales." shouted the driver,
"Hold on tight and come quickly." The bus lurched.  The passengers gasped as the llama
walked in front of the dog who was carrying the monkey.

"Where's the cheese?" Flardox said to the talking dog.  "The monkey ate it," said the dog
as he continued on his way to the other side of the Bearsden Express.  Once more we go to
Bearsden via Marcia's house, which is nearby, and have cake.   Sweet Field Trip!

Now our purpose: Now, we work on the railroad and. while fixing the hole in my big head,
I reached for some forceps.

"Oh My Gosh!" Flardox screamed out, "Hurry, bring me the tape because we have some
fences to mend, places to go, people to be."  

Oblivia looked up as she glimpsed the dog flying past the moonlit sky,
aglow with the light of the polar auroras.  

And polar bears, who like eating, will do anything for a meal of nice, fresh,
garlic flavored, oily fish and chips with a side of Flardox who keeps showing up.  
Disgusting, eating Flardox!  Polar bears agree!  Polar bears also avoid railroad
tracks on their way to Havana.  How many more will want to tango?

Fifty billion snakes filled the valley where we were having a tryst.  Suddenly, a loud
scream split the air, as a wildly flailing woman ran past, wild-eyed and raving incoherently
about the blind man who was lost in the stormy night.  He picked up his hammer and saw.

Spike, the dog yelped as the bowl full of Nuclear warheads exploded.  
Good thing he was wearing a lead-lined cap on his butt.  
An eerie silence roared through the night as the sky became dark.

"Who'd like a fresh new world?" asked the glowing 67th Secretary of State as he dropped
the name of Lucille Ball into an empty fishbowl, filling it with large, round, firm oranges,
apples and plums.  

Seizing upon an orange, Gareth quickly proclaims, "Spam Alert!"
"An orange will certainly help us run away from monkey trainer, who recapitulates
recursion repeatedly," said the guy with the powerful magnetic green eyes, piercing
her soul like daggers in curds and whey.

Along came a spider to meltdown beside Oblivia, who forgot her line.  
"Where's the prompter?"    "I'm here, sire…"

Forgetful, not frightened, raised his glass as Flardox's ghost laughed and chortled,
"You silly fool.  I am watching my neighbor's niece and her brother compare dating
experiences with the local yokel who was friends with Oprah Smith, who was
sleeping in bed with a gigantic over stuffed pillow instead of his wife of many faces,
because her real one was disfigured beyond belief.”  
“There you go again,” she said.  

But suddenly godzilla and Bridezilla eloped from the zoo while texting Ogammara with his
big toe after he finished his supper and yet more cheese doodles with beer whilst watching he
incredible Hulk eating.  Complicated lives these Aspies lead, however, Riding roller coasters,
Climbing tall mountains, fording every stream, following every rainbow, till you lose your
lunch and have to go away on a long trip, with a crossbow and a broken umbrella.

with Flardox’s “help.”

Back from StarBucks

the tools actually

-ed and spayed

...jars, plus court

-er colored uniform

good work numpty