msfledermaus | Exquisite Corpse Tag-Team match....

Daifu and I were talking about a short story someone wrote that sent us both into mad gales of laughter over the phone last night. We hit upon a game...Neither one of us, we reasoned, could write any worse than the original author. So why not rewrite the story a paragraph at a time, each of us taking turns? We'll add links with every post so people can read what we've made up so far. The pain...the potential paiiiinnnn.....

Names, places and other stuff have been changed to protect the guilty from being chased down by the innocent and whacked repeatedly with a 2 by 4 with nails in it...

*ahem*

It was a Dark and Stormy Night. Wait, wait, noooo..."Hear me, O muse!!!" Damn. Nope, how about "Doom and pain, stain the teeth of the gaping maw that is my life?" Eew.

Well, it *was* a dark and stormy night. Full of spitting hail and snow, bitterly, nastily cold in the special way the Midwest has. Freezing temperatures, whirlwinds of icy needles that turn you around and around until any idea of where you're going, what you're doing out in the freezing wind has been swept away. Only boiled-brain idiots and those on a mission or a real geas would go out in this kind of wasteland.

There is a shadow stalking down an alleyway in the snow. I think you can guess which state applies. Nope, no mission here...

The snow crunches under the steady, heavy footfalls....

*ahem* Daifu, yer up!!!