Here's the idea. First person gives a word - any word, better if it's a general sort of word. It can be a name, a place, a verb - whatever.

The second person has to tell a story about it. Something from their own experience, a thought or whatever that comes to mind when they read that verb. The idea is to make it as amusing as possible, without writing fiction. (though it could be "I always thought it would be amusing if people would make a film where...") Then they give the next person a word to write about.

eg. person 1 - "huggles"
person 2 - when I was six, we used to have these readers about a purple hippo called Huggles. They were things like "Huggles goes on holidays" and they had pictures of Huggles packing his car full of ice-cream.

And so on. Make sense? Want to play?

Ice-cream.

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(this is fiction)
Ice Cream is a lovely thing. Whenever I think of ice cream, I think of singing. That's because I had my first spoonful of homemade ice cream ever last summer when I was sent to visit my great-aunt Elma. I was homesick, and to make matters worse, Aunt Elma had a terrible habbit (I thought) of singing out-of-date songs off-key at the top of her lungs. It just made me miserable. She especially liked doing this as she worked in the garden picking Strawberries, and in the kitchen as she washed them. One day Aunt Elma took out this great big tub, put the strawberries and other stuff in it, and started churning away. She scooped out the result and handed me a bowl. Her singing stopped and a huge warm smile lit her face as I gingerly dipped a spoon in and tasted it. Lovely! That's why I like ice cream.


smilies

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When I first came to A-U, I thought "What amazing emoticons and smilies they have!" I had been to other Pro Boards forums and stuff, and they weren't nearly as impressive as A-U's.

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I´m always anxious when I get a mail - who wrote, what they wrote, and etc. I love opening them and if I like you, I'll write ya back. No joking.

A giant plush mose (my broth is playing with him )

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I was at camp. My friend had a stuffed moose. There were 4 bunk beds in our dorm. We sat on the top chucking the moose back and forth across the room for half and hour, we had nothing better to do.

Chapstick.

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Whenever I have chapstick in my pants pocket it invariably goes through the wash and comes out wet, and after that I'm never really sure if it works anymore!

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^ By me and my SS *squiggle hugs*

Wow, I had so much watermelon on holiday, I think i put the farmers out of business

Kisses

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I saw you look away
Is what you've seen too much to take, or are you blind and seeing nothing?
(I saw you run) I saw you run away
Is what I've done too much to take or are you scared of being nothing?

Haha, reminds me of my first kiss. How was I supposed to know that in Mexico, it is custom for a young man to kiss a young woman goodbye? After the hug, I was shocked out of my socks when he pulled me up and kissed me... a little too friendly.

I drew back a spluttered a few indignant words, and he just laughed, and kissed me again! Well! Of all the nerve! By then I was so mad I wanted to kick him, but I refrained, and merely turned haughtily away.

And then they explained to me that was a part of their culture... it was custom... and I had to live with it. Bother. Goodbye's in Mexico weren't so fun anymore. those boys were starting to enjoy the goodbye kisses a little too much.

culture

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