A game for Friday using the smiliies
Let's tell a story. Here's the rules:
1. You get to make one sentence of the story per post.
2. No double posts.
3. When writing your sentence, remember you are trying to incorporate one smiley from our extensive list. Then post the smiley next to your sentence.
Try to use the smiley you've NEVER used!
TITLE OF THE STORY: THE MISSING MARGARITA!
Our hero, Marvin Monkey finishing his work day, thought to himself... "I need a beer." :guinness:
His girlfriend, Mariska Muskrat wanted Marajuana. :joint:
cannabis is dandy; but liquor is quicker :doit:
Suddenly though, interrupting Marvin and Mariska's love fantasy, an alien seemed to materialize from no where! :gray:
I shot it in the head. :apistola:
The end.
What a nice game.
A little shorter than expected, but all in all a winner.
Thank you, Mr. Woof.
That was the end of the alien, but what about Marvin and Mariska hiding behind the couch?:hide:
Marvin forgot his condoms! So he ran to the drug store. :bolt:
Coming home from the drugstore, he walked past a gay bar... and knowing how super his mustache was looking tonight, he went inside :ymca:
:band: there was your atypical ghey-bar-band playing that night. . . . with lots of lovelies grooving to the beat.
One of the dancing lovelies caught his eye, so Marvin decided to sit for a spell, tantalizing his mind with the beer and the music. :mg:
While he watched the lovlie dance, he caught his eye. :blush:
*enjoys the story* :bong:
A little shorter than expected, but all in all a winner.
Thank you, Mr. Woof.
That's Ms. Wolf, to you. You better watch your back.
Mariska Muskrat forgotten for the moment, Marvin started undressing the grooving lovely in his mind :yum:
far from being ignored, Mariska Muskrat attracted her own bit of attention. . . . :apimp: "Sho'nuff," a most devious and cunning pimp who was currently experiencing a low inventory of his wimmins. . . and thought ms. mariska had potential.
Sho'nuff was mighty impressed with the way Mariska juggled his balls.:juggle:
Sho'nuff quickly realized Mariska's potential, and she was just a manicure away from being one of his star girls... :bandaid:
:reaper: But when she fell down the steps and broke her neck in three places, Sho'nuff was, again, stimied.:bitching:
but then Sho'nuff :apimp: smoked a :fumette: and looked over at Marvin
and thought " Damn , well at least I can peddele SOME ASS !!!" :ymca:
That's Ms. Wolf, to you. You better watch your back.
Yeah, but I said "Woof".
But then a magical leprichan :stpaddy: suddenly appeared and brought the alien back to life :alien: ...but the alien was so deformed from being shot in the head he had to wear this gay mask...:vader1:
And that's when Bruce Springsteen took him like a sheep. :sheep:
:eek3: ...and got the flock out?!?!?
:3_eyes:
then this guy with an extra eye walked in. And then he walked out.
:fsm:
...as was foretold.
by a very wise man :dunce: who . . . .
...the previous night, had a big dinner of six cans of :spam1: .
Plus a side of :lobstah: and some :frog: legs.
until he found the :worm:at the bottom of the tequilla bottle just before the :ninja: showed up and killed it with his bare hands.
but when our hero woke up the next morning from his wormy, ninja whipped, frog leg eating, crawdad sucking, small print writing, pimp having ailen killen, sheep dippin escaped he discovered that his wallet and ID were missing and now the US considered him an illegal immigrant:biggrinba (in a really poor looking sombrero) but just then he looked down and saw.....
that he had some morning wood happening, so rubbed out a quick one.
After he was done rubbing one out, he noticed a :tux: watching him from outside the window!
and he said...:sweat: "it's too damn hot for a penguin to just be walkin around! I gotta take you back to the north pole."
This reminded our hero also that it was "nudie magazine day" He was very happy and danced a jig. :jig:
He was sad :sniff: that he had already squacked. He flipped through his newly received porn, but nothing was happening :worm:
He tried and he tried... but it just wasn't happening... :redface:
he couldn't bear to look at himself anymore because of his failure :bawling:
then, he had the urge to :turd:, once that was done, he felt like a new man and went off to his weekly :handball: game.
He was a very good player :juggle: but he lost :flipbird:. Only then did he remember to wipe. :bogroll:
Suddenly, he had an idea! :idea:
which was shocking in itself:shocking:. He thought that even if things weren't working down there:doit:, he could still please his woman. As they say - if you can't cut the mustard, lick it :frog:.
:confused: by his failure and spent after his game he went home to find his girlfriend Mariska Muskrat...
Had run off with the hippie next door:earth: . It just wasn't his night. Come to think of it, it just wasn't his life! He sat on the couch and was inspired by an idea:drunk:
He decided it was time for a major life change. He would become a Viking! :vikingsmi
But since our hero was out :drunk: the night before celebrating his new career change, he ended up a little sea sick his first day out on the water :vomit: :vomitblu: