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Mustache Story
« on: July 15, 2014, 03:04:58 AM »
Years ago at school we played a little game on a very very long bus trip around NSW. The entire grade wrote a story. It was a ridiculous story, but it was still a story nonetheless. FWIW I cannot recall what it was about.

So anyway, it was a barrel of fun, and I thought here is as good a place as any to try and do it again.

The rules are simple.

(1) You contribute 1 line/sentence/paragraph whatever to the story,
(2) You don't kill off or otherwise end the storyline, leaving nowhere for the next person to take it.

Might add rule (3) you have to wait at least 7 posts or 3 days, whichever happens first before you post again, so as not to influence the direction of the narrative too heavily. The tale goes where it wants to go!

Shall I start? I won't give our protagonist a name just yet. Will leave it to the more imaginative heads among us. If perhaps you want to comment on the story maybe start another thread, and leave this one clean to keep the tale continuous.


West of the mountains there was a small outback town. And in that town lived young farmer, who could generally be found frequenting the local after a hard day's yakka.

It was on such an occasion he was with his mates, mindlessly having a beer and joking about his old man, when a sultry, sun-burned, freckled blonde walked into the pub. She looked around, gathered her bearings and approached the group. She said to him...
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« Reply #1 on: July 15, 2014, 07:27:34 AM »
Excuse me , you over there sir, what did you say your old mans name was? The gent looked at the young lady bewildered after gazing at all his mates and said Williams Martin for what purpose do you asked. She said, I have been looking for such a man I need to speak with him immediately about.......

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« Reply #2 on: July 15, 2014, 08:43:55 AM »
the growing numbers of cannibals in our once fine neighbourhood.  We need a slayer of the unclean, a man bold enough to rout out this problem once and for all.  I can only offer you this one gift, a tremendous . . .

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« Reply #3 on: July 15, 2014, 09:16:00 AM »
veggie platter. Cannibals grow timid when facing this many vegetables, so you should easily be able to deal with them by using your flamboyant . . .

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« Reply #4 on: July 23, 2014, 03:53:12 AM »
feather headdress. Neither vegetables nor feathers alone is sufficient to strike fear into the hearts of cannibals, one look at a headdress which alternates cassowary feathers with lettuce leaves should drive the cannibals to...

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« Reply #5 on: July 23, 2014, 05:32:44 AM »
leave."

The local bar was silent, everyone gave her a flat look. Williams glanced around and said...

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« Reply #6 on: July 23, 2014, 10:35:41 AM »
What the heck are you talking about? and you! and you! and you Wallace! Cannibal problems.....NONSENSE I tell you! Everybody knows that Cannibals dont...................

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« Reply #7 on: July 23, 2014, 02:58:39 PM »
venture into these parts, as we are lean and mean with not enough meat on the bone and what is there is to tough for them to gnaw on, but they do......

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Re: Mustache Story
« Reply #8 on: August 13, 2014, 10:08:03 AM »
throw some wild parties over them yonder hills.  The young woman...

(Also I mod-edited in a 3-day rule, so if the story is stuck and you want to add more, you can, even if you've posted less than 7 posts before.)
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« Reply #9 on: August 13, 2014, 01:46:36 PM »
drove her fist into the table beside her, making the glasses on table wobble. "Williams, I don't think you know what the hell you're talking about. You haven't spent a day outside of this town from what I can see. How would you know what's around these parts let alone what's over those hills?"

She turned to another man and...

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« Reply #10 on: August 14, 2014, 12:22:55 PM »
Gave him a big kiss.  George where have you been?  You know it's been 6 months since you've been seen.  What have you been up to?

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« Reply #11 on: August 15, 2014, 09:32:57 AM »
George turned out to be Georgette and everyone in the pub new it but was silent while pondering to themselves if the freckly blonde knew or not due to the passion that was felt by all delivered in that kiss. It wasn't long when the answer came forth when......

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« Reply #12 on: August 15, 2014, 10:18:45 AM »
Layla Gasped, arms stiff as a board, eyes wide open stopping by a look of fear on her face any delivery Georgette was going to deliver......the pub was silent what was ten seconds seemed like frozen in time for 10 minutes when suddenly it was as if Layla's body went limp then quickly sprung back energetic and she started singing..   https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tAp9BKosZXs  this caused the entire pub to be as if in total celebration dancing, singing until then.........
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« Reply #13 on: August 18, 2014, 09:22:33 PM »
Ms. Katy Perry herself along with a cadre of personal assistants, Starbucks baristas ( http://www.usatoday.com/story/money/business/2014/08/14/starbucks-barista-katy-perry/14057865/ ) and lawyers stormed through the door with a cease and desist order demanding the unauthorized public performances of her work halt immediately and seeking damages from Layla.  Layla, not one to back down from a fight, yelled "I want to slap you for these awful lyrics!" http://forum.mrmoneymustache.com/welcome-to-the-forum/slapping-kate-perry/

Just as her bodyguards charged at Layla, Williams rushed to his new friends' defense exclaiming...
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« Reply #14 on: August 19, 2014, 08:04:12 AM »
"Keee- Yah!" and assumed a Taekwondo stance. "Don't worry, ladies" Williams said. "I know the Taekwondo. Been watchin' some Youtube." he offered to his puzzled bar mates.

The bodyguards slowed down momentarily and looked back at Ms. Perry in question. "Get them!" she shrieked. But just as they started to close in on Williams, Layla and Georgette, a hoard of cannibals crashed through the bar window and...