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MrScorpio Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 01:49 AM
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Extemporaneous Screenplay Time - Add a Line
It was a dark and stormy New York City night, as I sat quietly in my forth story Flatiron Building office, nursing my freshy polished roscoe and fifth of Jack. That's when I heard a knock on the door.
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EFerrari Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 01:57 AM
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1. I froze. Who had I locked in the bathroom?
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 01:59 AM
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3. I then realized that I was on NPR... as Guy Noir.
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MrScorpio Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 02:00 AM
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4. I slipped the gat into the drawer and walked over to the closet.
When I opened the door, there she was...
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Oeditpus Rex Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 02:04 AM
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5. She was the kind of dame
who made you wish you'd changed your underwear, even though it was only Wednesday. Her six longer-than-a-Canadian-football-game gams gave new meaning to the word "leggy."
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MrScorpio Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 02:08 AM
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6. Of course, she was just as I liked my women...
Edited on Sat Dec-24-05 02:08 AM by MrScorpio
Hogtied and gagged with her own fishnets. At that moment, I said to myself, "Thank you, Jesus."
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Parrcrow Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 10:41 PM
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11. I had to get her in the office. I had to say something about her legs.
I momentarily lost my noir patter and said "Stir yer stumps lady".
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 11:08 PM
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12. She replied, "How did you know my legs were made of wood."
I thought it was a bit obvious, since there wasa woodpecker, pecking away at her legs.
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spindrifter Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 11:28 PM
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15. I responded,
"I'll table that."
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 12:23 AM
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19. She looked at me sensing that I was a carpenter
but she gestured that I sit beside her.
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lpbk2713 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 01:58 AM
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2. It was quiet out there. Too quiet.



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EFerrari Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 02:20 AM
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7. I give the six legged lady a smoke -- and a light --
and hopped the elevator to the lobby. Where was everyone?
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lpbk2713 Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 02:22 AM
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8. I knew I'd seen her before someplace but I couldn't remember where.



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Jamastiene Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 05:12 AM
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9. The elevator door opened and suddenly, it all started coming back to me.
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 10:33 PM
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10. This was not my hotel, and I left the keys in the car
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ForrestGump Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 11:17 PM
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13. And I wasn't wearing any pants.
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sat Dec-24-05 11:20 PM
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14. This was actuallly a very usual say for me
I was an assistant to the president, anyway.
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spacelady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 12:12 AM
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16. I was determined to make sense of the situation, so I rushed back to the
room in search of pants, a six-legged lady and some answers...
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Rabrrrrrr Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 12:13 AM
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17. But all I could find was some brell-cream and a desire to flatulate.
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JackDragna Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 12:18 AM
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18. It was then that I was surprised by..
..the evil Dr. Wombat, who was like a normal person, except he had a wombat head and smelled of garlic.
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 12:24 AM
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20. "*gasp* What are you doing here," I yelled.
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spacelady Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 12:51 AM
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21. "and what have you done with the lady who was here?" I yelled,
"and my pants?!" I shrieked as an afterthought.
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 01:19 AM
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22. "I ate 'em," the doctor said.
"Whoop, whoop, whoopwhoopwhoop." The doctor then scuttled out the door like a crab.
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Aristus Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 01:22 AM
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23. Suddenly, a shot rang out!
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Ouabache Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 02:45 AM
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24. and the mirror behind me shattered into a thousand shiny pieces of
broken glass, drat the luck, I thought.
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sakabatou Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 03:01 PM
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25. And I was just about to shave, too...
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rug Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 05:03 PM
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26. (Closeup on hairy neck.)
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ForrestGump Donating Member (1000+ posts) Send PM | Profile | Ignore Sun Dec-25-05 08:56 PM
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27. PULL BACK TO REVEAL three Brazilian soldiers, brandishing pickles
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