tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post5351192013060452125..comments2023-06-20T09:08:00.823-06:00Comments on Trite 'n' Trivial: The Reinstitution of Audience Participation MondayUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-4946699417500985842007-09-16T08:08:00.000-06:002007-09-16T08:08:00.000-06:00a thing Liz did not think he would do. He had bou...a thing Liz did not think he would do. He had bought a strap on. The kind with no straps, but with a long part that goes in... well you get it... and there stood Ted, a true bitch in deed, a strap on stuck in his butt and crepes held out to Liz with love in his eyes.<BR/><BR/>(Somehow I missed the APM. Tammy pointed out I wasn't participaing. Oops. Oh well.)khttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16376220308704837111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-83105048696419610772007-09-12T20:18:00.000-06:002007-09-12T20:18:00.000-06:00Crepes, for God's sake!!! Why would Ted make her ...Crepes, for God's sake!!! Why would Ted make her a gay dish like crepes? She knew she would have to ditch Ted the first chance she got.<BR/><BR/>She trod out the door to speak with him, but Ted had done...Billyfishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08101653893942730325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-9672579441644934612007-09-12T12:36:00.000-06:002007-09-12T12:36:00.000-06:00"Liz," said the voice on the line, "It's Ted."Ah, ..."Liz," said the voice on the line, "It's Ted."<BR/><BR/>Ah, TED! That's right -- THAT was his name! What an odd bitch -- why did he call her on the phone from the hall?<BR/><BR/>What the hell?" Liz spat.<BR/><BR/>"You locked me out of your room last night," Ted whined, "so I slept out here on the floor. I tried to knock and wake you, but you did not stir... so I thought I would call you from my cell. Rise and shine, sweet girl! I made crepes!"<BR/><BR/>"Oh Good God!" thought Liz. She now felt sick. "What the hell have I done?"Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17284178735073451870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-35116407717771208462007-09-12T11:45:00.000-06:002007-09-12T11:45:00.000-06:00"My cat can talk?" thought Liz. "Oh, wait, that mu..."My cat can talk?" thought Liz. "Oh, wait, that must be Tad... or is it Todd? Ah well, who cares? I made him my bitch last night," she thought, as she went for the phone.<BR/><BR/>"What?" she said as she took up the end of it and put it to her ear.Tysonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05760851013704507485noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-43807396504993612162007-09-12T06:30:00.000-06:002007-09-12T06:30:00.000-06:00"get that, will ya" came a voice from the hall."get that, will ya" came a voice from the hall.Brannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11815560802033675200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-24240497923287387982007-09-11T21:05:00.000-06:002007-09-11T21:05:00.000-06:00She cared not. Cat be damned. Liz was still stea...She cared not. Cat be damned. Liz was still steamed by her lack of will.Billyfishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08101653893942730325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-36955132452661716722007-09-11T18:52:00.000-06:002007-09-11T18:52:00.000-06:00Then let it ring ten more. She threw her shoe at t...Then let it ring ten more. She threw her shoe at the phone -- and hit the cat.Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17284178735073451870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-9563974759589444922007-09-11T18:09:00.000-06:002007-09-11T18:09:00.000-06:00Then the phone rang. "Who would call at this time"...Then the phone rang. "Who would call at this time"? she thought.<BR/>She let it ring 8 times.Brannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11815560802033675200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-6010821964518084742007-09-11T07:47:00.000-06:002007-09-11T07:47:00.000-06:00Oops! Not just "short words" (as in number of let...Oops! Not just "short words" (as in number of letters), but "short words" with only one syllable.<BR/><BR/>Got it now! Sorry. Forget my last two contributions and start over with Billyfish:<BR/><BR/>"Liz got out of bed at six..."Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17284178735073451870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-28304025708269259812007-09-10T21:02:00.000-06:002007-09-10T21:02:00.000-06:00(Liz read once more the part with the green guy, a...(Liz read once more the part with the green guy, at the top of the post. She clicked to make it big so she could read.)Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03315849412290918217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-61034514307298922282007-09-10T20:59:00.001-06:002007-09-10T20:59:00.001-06:00Liz frowned. There was one more sound in her "hun...Liz frowned. There was one more sound in her "hung over" than she could take on this day. She could do just one sound at once.<BR/><BR/>It was that kind of day.Erinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03315849412290918217noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-54208354250568494272007-09-10T20:59:00.000-06:002007-09-10T20:59:00.000-06:00She knew it was a bad idea to eat the worm...She knew it was a bad idea to eat the worm...Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17284178735073451870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-85084724584287118812007-09-10T20:56:00.000-06:002007-09-10T20:56:00.000-06:00...hung over, and mad as hell....hung over, and mad as hell.Tammyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17284178735073451870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-26113232526355389422007-09-10T19:39:00.000-06:002007-09-10T19:39:00.000-06:00Liz got out of bed at six...Liz got out of bed at six...Billyfishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08101653893942730325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-51353938343786570792007-09-10T18:48:00.000-06:002007-09-10T18:48:00.000-06:00Um I read "two words" and Erin wrote "short words"...Um I read "two words" and Erin wrote "short words". <BR/><BR/>she probably asked for short words just for my benefit and I still fucked it up. <BR/><BR/>Somebody else go first.Brannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11815560802033675200noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29654849.post-53538872323142677442007-09-10T18:20:00.000-06:002007-09-10T18:20:00.000-06:00The toothbrushThe toothbrushBrannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11815560802033675200noreply@blogger.com