Everybody was looking at me strangely, like they didn't know who I was. They were holding me down as I struggled, IT WASN'T ME!
This isn't in the spirit. Those are some kludgey sentences.
Semicolons not allowed imo.
You exit the fallout shelter.You take a few cautious steps out into the blinding expanse after ten years in your fallout shelter.
The world has improved in your absence.
I draw a big breath and open my eyes but I see nothing but darkness. I reach out but the only thing I feel all around me is wood.
I've decided to give in to your dying wish to continue writing to you even though you're gone.
Seen
Jacob loses his grip and the Drano spills all over the kitchen floor. As he races to the bathroom to grab a towel, he hears a faint slurping sound, and then a whimper...
Hopefully my tragic puppy accident wasn't too subtle for you guys. I tried to make sure there were enough clues to piece together what happened, but only just enough throughout each sentence so that you only realized what happened precisely at the moment that the character in the story did (which meant that I could not mention certain elements beforehand, like the character having a puppy). Getting the phrasing right was actually quite challenging, believe it or not!
I undestood your story as a pet dying even though the substance the character spilled is not familiar to me, so good work.
"Ah, finally some peace and quiet."
"Hecht, did you see this thread: 'Israel and Palestine would be perfect on Switch,' says Jordan Peterson as he declines to tip the doctor performing his circumcision."
He must have slipped down the cellar stairs with his drink in hand, breaking his neck instantly at the bottom. At least, that's what I told the authorities.
"11.59 is your change, ma'am," said the cashier. "Funny," said the customer, "that's the year I was born."
There is a low-traffic stretch of highway in the Nevada desert with no stops or services for over a hundred miles. It was getting harder and harder to ignore the thumping in the trunk.
I just assumed this canned fruit juice had pulp when I tried my first one. It was only when I had another that I realized it wasn't supposed to.
So, what, do you test your jokes out on me and then bring the good ones out in front of your real friends?
Here are a couple of mine:
Laying in bed I kissed my wife on the back of the head before heading downstairs to make breakfast. When I get downstairs I open my phone to read the message from her "having fun on our trip, see you in a few days"
I don't like sad stories about dead babies. More stories about skeletons, please. Skeletons are awesome and don't get enough credit for the lifetime of support they provide us.
In the shade of an umbrella at the beach, I took a nap with my toddler. When I woke up, he was nowhere to be found.
All I've been told since waking up from my coma is that it's November 9, 2016. I have so many questions, but the first I want to ask is who won the election.
Dont worry, I got it the first time.Hopefully my tragic puppy accident wasn't too subtle for you guys. I tried to make sure there were enough clues to piece together what happened, but only just enough throughout each sentence so that you only realized what happened precisely at the moment that the character in the story did (which meant that I could not mention certain elements beforehand, like the character having a puppy). Getting the phrasing right was actually quite challenging, believe it or not!
Here's the quote for reference:
Every night I count each of my teeth as I drift off to sleep. I've never made it past the third jar.
omgWhile spending time with my new girlfriend, I answer a call from a man who asks what I am doing with his daughter. She tells me that is impossible as her father deceased in a horrific car accident on this same day 7 years ago.
THEN WHO WAS PHONE?
It was her best friend, Hugh. He has had a crush on her ever since he was freindzoned in high school.While spending time with my new girlfriend, I answer a call from a man who asks what I am doing with his daughter. She tells me that is impossible as her father deceased in a horrific car accident on this same day 7 years ago.
THEN WHO WAS PHONE?
Every night I count each of my teeth as I drift off to sleep. I've never made it past the third jar.
At first I thought the toilet paper wasn't working, but then I realized I wasn't wiping MY ass.