Can I just say I'm loving this idea, I was only recently thinking about Little Women (don't judge) and the similar game that occur somewhere in the novel, story-telling by a group. Well, Robert tagged me in this meme...a sentence in a story that has a final line already...all started by The Kid in the Front Row. Disclaimer: This sentence is horrid, but I'm blaming Simon for freaking me out with her addition (just guess).
1. Jane never expected to visit Belarus, but it was the only possibly solution after what had happened.
2. Her lonely planet guide had advised her that it was a great place for birdwatching- so she packed her binoculars- Todd would have been proud, had he not been lying in a coma.
3. Poor Todd; Jane remembered the incident so well: he had spotted a rare long-whiskered owlet, had ran out into the street to snap a photo, and had thusly been hit by an ice cream truck.
4. Except the ice cream truck was actually a roasted salmon!
5. Upon seeing this strange occurance, a Portuguese fisherman who happened to be standing on the other side of the street (and who was also, coincidentally, the resident expert on salmon) ran to scene and called 911, prompting Todd's speedy - albeit smelly - rescue.
6. Naturally, Jane was distraught over the entire salmon/ice-cream truck affair , moreover considering that she was the one who had wanted the photo of that owlet; they were both avid birdwatchers, but she was particularly fond of the owlet.
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30. The three of them left as quickly as they could and vowed never to return again, especially if Jane was in town.
I'm tagging Walter, he's always been strangely happy to be memed (I hope he gets the story back on track...I couldn't. Yikes.)
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