The TSM Sentence Continuation Thread

[Guest I Got Banned for Sucking]

Pretty simple really. Someone writes a sentence, and then you continue on with another sentence. Let's see what kind of a story when we conjure up.

 

This should be interesting. Ok:

 

Once upon a time...

[Guest Astro]

a troll showed up at TSM....

[Steviekick 0]

because he had nothing better to do

[Guest Astro]

so he took some ACME Super Glue...

[Steviekick 0]

and sealed his CD drive shut

[Boner Kawanger 0]

"If I can't burn CDs with this lighter, I don't see the point," said the troll.

[Steviekick 0]

The troll then decided it would be time to watch his favorite episodes of "Count Duckula", but he had a disturbing look in his eye.

[Guest Astro]

When he turned on the TV he saw...

[Guest I Got Banned for Sucking]

... Not Count Duckula, but The Jetsons instead.

[Guest Astro]

When suddenly there came a knock on the door...

[Guest I Got Banned for Sucking]

... But Troll Boy wouldn't answer, as The Jetsons was much too engrossing...

[Boner Kawanger 0]

It was so engrossing, that he didn't notice the Wolfman was asleep on his Futon.

[Guest Astro]

or Dr. Sam Beckett walking into the room "oh boy"

[Krankor 0]

Then Sam Beckett threw the TV out the window and Troll Boy shuddered with his pent-up teenage angst and said...

[Nighthawk 0]

"I now realize that many of these are not sentences at all, but sentence fragments."

[Krankor 0]

Sam is flustered by this and says, "Ziggy says its about time to whip some ass".

[Guest I Got Banned for Sucking]

... But both of them realised they were stoned, thinking that their life was a story...

[Guest The Last Free Voice]

And CM Punk walked in and slaped both stoners, saying "Straight Edge, motherfuckers..."

[Boner Kawanger 0]

The Troll realized that CM Punk was right, and that he only brought up drugs to Doctor Sam Beckett and the Wolfman to look cool, which was something he often failed miserably at.

[Guest TheZsaszHorsemen]

Can we start over?

 

"When Kevin awoke that morning, he was God. Of course, that didn't occur to him right away, it took him some time to realize that what he was feeling was more then just a stomach cramp."

[Guest The Last Free Voice]

"I'm not hung over." He thought.

[Guest TheZsaszHorsemen]

"He felt like... everything: Every man, woman, and child's best and worst were open to him, he could feel them inside, and conversely this left little room for any thought of his own. And so, he did what any sensibile human being would do in his situation... he hit the snooze and went back to sleep."

[Guest The Last Free Voice]

But then an indescribeable roar woke him back up, the sound of a billion voices all talking to him at once. They were asking things of him, begging him, pleading with him. Then it hit him...

[justsoyouknow 0]

He realized what he had to do. No longer could he turn a deaf ear to the problems of the masses, no longer could he continue to be blind to the plight of others. He rose from his bed and...

[Guest Dynamite Kido]

"Oh no, I forgot that those fat midgets were coming over to eat Stove Top Stuffing." I guess now I'll have to.......

[Guest The Last Free Voice]

"Play golf with my pet cat..."

[Guest TheZsaszHorsemen]

He realized what he had to do. No longer could he turn a deaf ear to the problems of the masses, no longer could he continue to be blind to the plight of others. He rose from his bed and...

...Walked to his window. He wondered if this was how got felt, a cipher. So much of him invested in the lives and loves of others, a great creator who had created the world, but had long since stopped listening to it. He lit a cigarette, and thought...

[Ripper 0]

"At least I don't have to worry about smoking anymore since I am God." Suddenly the reality of his immortality hit him along with the realization that none of his love ones had the same luxury as he, which made him...

[Guest The Last Free Voice]

Androgynous! He let out a scream of frustration, realizing what else he'd have to leave behind.

[justsoyouknow 0]

Not only did he realize what he'd have to leave behind, he realized what he'd be stuck with for all eternity. An eternity of watching his loved ones die, making new friends, repeating the cycle played in his mind, as well as the possibility of being doomed to an eternity of perpetual heartache. He couldn't handle that, so he walked across his room to a nightstand, opened a drawer, and...