Who wants to carry on a story i made up...?!
Question: there was a girl who was cooking one day and there was a phone call but there was nobody talking when she answered it.
5mins later there was a knock at the door, she goes and opens the door.................................
you guys can take it from here
what do u want to see happen when she opens that door or something
Answers: there was a girl who was cooking one day and there was a phone call but there was nobody talking when she answered it.
5mins later there was a knock at the door, she goes and opens the door.................................
you guys can take it from here
what do u want to see happen when she opens that door or something
she looked and screemed ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh ahhh ahhhh ahhh ahhhhh ahhhhh
its brittany spears, she pulled out a donught and through it in the other direction, that delt with chick that *wanted more*
No one was there. When she goes back into the kitchen, she notices what she was cooking was tampered with(like the pot was on the other room, or the knife in the kitchen was gone). Thats all I got :p
When she answers the door, her pet cat is lying there on the mat all bloodied with a note pinned to it with her best carving knife, which reads "Your Next"
she see her true love who proposes and they live happlity ever after...........
.........but no one was there.
So she went back inside, got on Yahoo!Answers, and forgot about the entire incident in 5 minutes.
The End.
0.o
'It was the rent collector, he said,'I'v come for my usual'
She found a very nice young man who smiled at her and said,Congratulations you have won three million pounds.What are you going to do with it,?Not that it is any of my business?She replied i think i will become an alcoholic.
5 black males come in the house and rape her repeatedly, then pour caustic soda on her to contaminate DNA evidence, she's scarred for life, while the black youths will probably get a slap on the wrist, becuase of some do-gooder, bleeding heart liberal lawyer...oh wait a minute...that really happened. Sorry no happy endings in real life.
it was her mother in law who she then killed.
As she slowly opened the door to see who would be knocking at that particular time of the evening, she could not help but let out a gasp of horror as their before her was Mr Spock from the star-ship USS Enterprise.
Mr. Spock she manged to mumble in a strange almost exhausted voice, "what are you doing here at my apartment"?
Mr. Spock looked deeply into Helen's crystal clear Blue eyes and replied in his usual soft manner, "Helen, I am afraid that I have come to assassinate you with extreme prejudice"
But why Mr. Spock Helen asked, her voice beginning to break as when someone is told that a close family member has suddenly passed away. On the orders of the Federation my dear child replied Spock. The silence in the coridoor was suddenly shattered by a loud repetative banging as the working parts of the AK47 Mr. Spock was holding behind his back burst into life. Once the assasination had been carried out Mr. Spock emptied another clip into the still body of Helen to ensure that the job had been carried out correctly and that Helen would never again be able to write to Yahoo.
Helen had been the main party in writing a blog page all about Mr. Spock and how she felt he was a seedless Vulcan who was prone to dressing up at weekends with mind liked friends from the planet Carsoomer, she and others had also tried desperately to get other Yahoo users to vote in a poll to suggest that all the old startreks were stupid and should never be shown on television again.
It was plain to see that Mr. Spock could not and would not allow such a thing to ever happen, so hence he had made the command decision by himself to act alone and deal with this matter. Spock then closed the door quietly and made his way to the waiting elevator at the end of the poorly decorated corridoor.
Once inside he took from his tunic pocket a piece of paper and smiled to himself, he knew that he had many doors to knock at and carry out the same violent and ruthless operation again, this time however his pre-selected target would be the woman who had written to Yahoo and asked for a story to be completed. Spock placed the list back into his pocket, placed a fresh clip onto his weapon and smiled as it clicked effortlessly into the weapons feeder.
KNOCK KNOCK