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Aw come one it will be fun...really!!
K...I will type one line. The next person will add a line using the last letter of the last word of my line as the first letter of their line. The person after that will use the last letter of that line to type a line, and so on and so on to see what story we are able to weave. (Did that make sense?) Sure it did you are all very smart people, and this game is open to anyone. Lets keep it clean folks and adhere to the forum rules. And anyone can play...please dont be shy...it will be funny and interesting to see what we all come up with. (I realize that I will check this often and see this post sitting alone with the sounds of crickets chirping and tumbleweeds blowing thru it, however I shall remain optimistic) Ok I will begin... It was a hot summer day in the city. (so the next line should begin with the letter 'y') Please dont worry about grammar or spelling. This is just a way to get people to interract more on site. ***And if anyone has a better game please let us know*** But dont let this interfere with your solving. Its just for when the site is slow or you are having a coffee or need a break.
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You know, the kind of day that makes an air-conditioner on the South Pole sound like a good idea.
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Annette paused for a moment at the glass and metal door, took a deep breath, and pushed through.
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Her head made the sound of a melon hitting a wall, as instead of opening the door, she pushed through it.
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Terrible pain shook her awake; she gazed at the new sights swirling around her.
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Rascally rabbits ridiculously ran rampant... roughshod.
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Delirium from the severe head trauma was making her see things that werent there, like rabbits and a fox.
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Xylophone music played softly in the shimmering background.
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Deafening the screams of silence spiraling in her addled brain.
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Nobody seemed to notice that she was acting strangely.
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