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Thursday, December 1, 2011

Early Dec 2011






The Gilded Gherkin! James' part (based on Nick’s Ideas).

The emergency team started to clean the road and throw crunched car remains everywhere. Frank thought to himself, "With all of this, I'll be late to my new photography job at the rare gem exhibit for the Weekly Soup."

With all the cold weather Mustard city was having, Frank's bespoke ear muffs--that many people called rags-- started to freeze in the pogonip. His freind Bill Banana started to speak, "Hey, Frank, you look like a fickle pickle."

Frank had never liked his friend's cucumber jokes, but they were getting better. "I hope you don’t split on me Bill.  This is an important day for me," replied Frank.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to put you in a pickle!" Bill burst out laughing

After a few more seconds the cross walk let them go, and they walked to the exhibit and the photo shoot began.  After a few hours, the shoot was over.   "Hey Bill can you watch my camera? I have to pee," requested Frank.

"OK,” answered Bill.

Frank walked into the bathroom. But his life would never be the same, because He now uses 2 Ply Toilet paper.  While Frank was in the bathroom, a robbery took place!  "This is a hold-up!" shouted the first hooligan.

"Ya," added the second villain as he broke a glass case to one of the gems and picked it up.   Just as that was happening, in space astronauts observed a phenomenon: a small meteor crashed into a satellite thus making it shoot a laser into a mirror store,   bounce though a bunch of mirrors, hit a reflective billboard, deflect into the exhibit and hit the gem the second villain had picked up. The villain had noticed it reflected though the gem and shined it on other gems thus shooting the laser into a air vent, that had just been super polished by Timmy Burger, Air Vent Shining(tm). The laser then bounced into the bathroom, hit a mirror, and hit Frank ….

Continued! By Nick!

….The sensation of the ray was liminal. Frank dazedly walked to the door. He opened the door to notice that the exhibit was being robed. Frank’s skin did not horripilate when he saw the villains.

The villains noticed Frank, though, and yelled, “get on the floor.”  Frank ignored the villains and continued to walk towards them. The first villain pulled a gun and shot Frank in the pants and split them. Frank quickly dispatched the first villain, but the second had escaped with some gems.
Frank, noticing his pants, ran to the bathroom. While in there, he looked out the hyaline window.

part three by ash  

He could see the last villain as he ran from the gem store, dropping jewels as he ran. The sight filled Frank with furry. The man was getting away. He scrunched up his face until it turned a strange purple and his eyes glowed red. Without warning, a bolt of red energy burst from his cornea and melted through the window, sniping the would be robber in the derriere.
Dropping the remaining gems, the robber let out a feminine scream and grabbed his toosh, hoping up and down. A big, fat man arrived then, his belly quivering as he walked and his jowls flopping. He laughed a big laugh at the howling hooligan and detained him with a smile.
A surge of pride filled Frank then, for the gem store owner ran into the street then, jumping with glee and picking up his merchandise. “I’m saved!” said he.
“Ho now!” the jolly fat man said, clutching the villain easily in hand, “What has your biscuits burning?”
“I’ll tell you what, fatty,” said the villain all surprised, “Something hot and saucy hit my booty from over three!”
He pointed to the hyaline window and directly at Frank. Many an eye now looked upon our constipated hero, who quickly left the bathroom.
“Well you’ve been in there awhile,” Bill commented upon seeing his friend, “What’s the matter? Vinegar got your tongue?”
“Not now bill!” Frank snapped, “We must go!”
“Why ever for?”
“I have saved the day, and by doing so, gotten into the holiday spirit of giving, but I fear the fat man may sit on me if we don’t leave soon."