A dark form paused momentarily atop the wooden fence, then dropped silently into the garden. The man lay still for several minutes in the cover of a thick rhododendron bush; listening, eyes piercing the darkness that separated him from the detached house 30 yards in front.
boy meets girl
boy falls in love with girl
but there are problems . . .
ratty has been rooting in the archives of madhatters and unearthed a literary gem from the past – a thrilling tale of a man, his wife, another man’s dick, a kitchen knife, a south american butterfly, an eldritch, and a whole menagerie of animals
check it out here – https://madhatters.me.uk/2011/06/29/daily-quote-30-jun-2011/
the story is told in the comments to the post, where one person adds a word, a sentence, or a paragraph to what has gone before to take the tale in unexpected directions !
I farted on your grandma because i was dared
That’s my story – and I’m sticking to it
What’s Yours ?
Not for the first time, he wondered if anyone would notice if he introduced some small change into his current work and conditions. He was really getting too old for this lark. Sure the holiday entitlement was generous – http://i.imgur.com/lfDnk.jpg – but trying to do everything in one night was killing him. Would it really matter if he staggered his deliveries somewhat – some folk not getting their pressies till Boxing Day or the day after?