ribot wrote:i stole this idea from dz and other forum. i write a piece of a story then you can decide how it will continue, and you write a piece too. a good tip is to first post "writing" and then edit your post so that there won't be two ppl writing different continuations from the same part.
once upon a little time there was a little boy walking in a big forest. he was looking for a good place to have a shit, it was hard to find since he didn't want the trees to watch him while doing it. it was a stubborn boy, he walked for hours and eventually found a place where all trees were facing other directions than where he could sit.
his name was:
[1] bortney
[2] britney
[3] sloth-rodney
sloth-rodney. it was an indian name representing the retarded feature of his character; he was quite slow in talking and doing most other things too actually.
now while sitting shitting - who actually couldn't perform his act of doing a poo - started thinking how odd it is that there is someone sitting writing a story about him the very same moment. the thought passed, amid other thoughts it created an ocean of thinking. quite beatifully greenish and heavenly bluish. it was quite
[A] fortunate for him, since it washed his intestines clean, giving him a new problem: how to wipe
unfortunate for him, his stomach started to ache, it was some weird pulling sensation. he was desperate to shit, but somehow his mind was stopping him from doing it.
wet indeed. oops he had pissed his pants. He desperately searched the forest for the nearest hairdryer. Amazing! There, right in front of him was a pink and yellow polkadot hairdryer. Blimey. What a coincidence. I mean, what are the chances of that happening?? He bent down to pick the hair dryer up. As he was doing so, a thought hit him. Where was he gonna find an electrical out-put in the middle of a big forest? There was a flash of light. He looked up and saw:
A heavenly angel. It said to the boy: why are you so stupid to want to dry your piss with the hair-dryer? You will still smell and all the trees will look at you and think you are crazy. So the boy was sitting there with the unusable hair-dryer, thinking what to do. He figured out that as he had pissed himself he could as well not wipe the poo either. So it was like a win-win situation. However he was still very ashamed of the trees watching him...
1. And then...
2. Suddenly he realized what he could do with the hair-dryer...
3. Suddenly an alien came from planet ciph, but it said it was from planet Abula...
