Story thread: Read the story, write a few sentances and pass it on

[yorkie_chris]

Originally Posted by Binky

...selection of 'Valiant Troopers' finest women. The two customers fluttered away many a note during the next few hours. All of a sudden they realised why they had met up in the first place. Discreetly getting to thier feet, in order as to not attract attention, the pair headed for the exits only to stumble across...

A gaping hole in the space-time continuum, which even Snorkers knowledge of quantum theory could not close, they fell through the the crushin' black of davy jones' ...er .. space .. to find themselves in...

Originally Posted by yorkie_chris

A gaping hole in the space-time continuum, which even Snorkers knowledge of quantum theory could not close, they fell through the the crushin' black of davy jones' ...er .. space .. to find themselves in...

...the middle of a field not far from Yeovil.....

[SoulKiss]

Originally Posted by teriyakimonkey

...the middle of a field not far from Yeovil.....

and more specifically, in a tent belonging to one who goes by the name of Bear.....

[Stingo]

Originally Posted by SoulKiss

and more specifically, in a tent belonging to one who goes by the name of Bear.....

...who had been getting friendly with a member of the 70's pop group Abba. Benny was surprised to say the least when confronted by Snorker and Stingo in the stuffy confines of the two man tent but still manged to blurt out "Anyone for a suasage sarnie?" All four shouted "hurrah!" and drew back the flap to reveal...

[Jayneflakes]

Originally Posted by Stingo

...who had been getting friendly with a member of the 70's pop group Abba. Benny was surprised to say the least when confronted by Snorker and Stingo in the stuffy confines of the two man tent but still manged to blurt out "Anyone for a suasage sarnie?" All four shouted "hurrah!" and drew back the flap to reveal...

Agnes with a small stove going and they all had lots of sausage for breakfast. Benny was growing restless in the tent. It was small, cramped full of Scandinavian pop groups, a pirate, a metaphysicist and Bear. He looked around the small ridge tent and realised that yes there was still a tiny bit of room, almost enough to swing a good sized cat, so grabbing his mobile he phoned his friend, the Lead singer of Europe and before you knew it, they were all singing the Final Countdown. The fat of the pan hissed as a spot of rain dripped through the cheap fabric of the tent and suddenly the pan was ablaze, there was only one way out, they had to eat Abba, so...

... far, so good.

Bear, lost in deep thought about how he wished he'd freed Sheila from the tree after giving her the best 18 seconds of her life, stumbled out of the tent and into the blazing frying pan, setting fire to his...

[SoulKiss]

Originally Posted by Bear

... far, so good.

Bear, lost in deep thought about how he wished he'd freed Sheila from the tree after giving her the best 18 seconds of her life, stumbled out of the tent and into the blazing frying pan, setting fire to his...

merkin. After rolling around the ground, George W Bush wandered off muttering something about "god damned tourists", and looking for a guy names Al, Al Kaieda......

Originally Posted by Bear

... far, so good.

Bear, lost in deep thought about how he wished he'd freed Sheila from the tree after giving her the best 18 seconds of her life, stumbled out of the tent and into the blazing frying pan, setting fire to his...

...hair and eyes. Accross the way, alpinestarhero grabbed the fire extinguisher from his highly spacious topbox and covered Bear in foam...

While Grinch ran about butt naked...

Nothing new there they mubbled.

Originally Posted by alpinestarhero

...hair and eyes. Accross the way, alpinestarhero grabbed the fire extinguisher from his highly spacious topbox and covered Bear in foam...

...for the third time that night. Chuckling to himself, Bear said "It's just because you're young. Once your an old git like me the foam is much harder to summon. In the immortal words of my teacher, Sid Squid...