As the subway stopped, everyone on the train lurched forwards. Slamming into an escaped elephant tends to have that effect.
Six people took out their laptops and blogged the event.
Alright: new prompt.
My sister entered my room, heavily armed.
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however, this was nothing out of the ordinary
At last count, she already had 50 of them.
"This is what happens when you read my journal," she said, firing away.
Hmmmm...wish that bird in the picture was an unladen African swallow.
But she still cwouldn't be able to hit the ground if not for gravity, even with a machine gun in each hand.
Sorry, should say;
But she still wouldn't be able to hit the ground if not for gravity, even with a machine gun in each hand (she's that bad a shot).
I resent this.
With her perfect aim, she shot both of my weapons out of my hand almost instantly.
Okay, I'm gonna enter again (I like this one)
2nd Entry:
Without further introduction, she opened up with her Uzi, reducing my collection of action figures to a big pile of broken, half-melted plastic.
"I am thinking of a number between one and ten!"
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