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Joey
Joey "Bulldog" Bane
Washed Up Punter

Mar-1-2009 16:21

Ok, now here’s another contest for the unsubbes that have granted us all the pleasure of sharing their thoughts with us. This is though a one time event and it will last for only one week…patience is not one of my qualities…amongst others that I am missing.

Now here’s how it works: have you ever had a cranky morning? Have you ever woke up on the right side of the bed, hugging and kissing a hairy thing that turned out to be the neighbor’s dog? Have you ever had a morning when you felt like running everyone on with your car? An forth…and back…and back forth…hehehe

Well…tell me about such a morning. The bitterer, the better!

RULES

#1 Keep your descriptions within the length allowed by a post.
#2 This contest starts now and ends next week at the same time.
#3 If what you are describing is happening as you speak and you find yourself in danger of death by heart attack, ignore rule #1

The prize is obviously a 1 month subscription. The winner will be…the one who makes us all feel better about ourselves by seeing someone bitter than us…hehehe. The others…I guess they’ll have to remain bitter. Note that the shape of the posts will be a decisional factor too…as we are on the stage, after all.

The judges will be…me and my parallel personality.

IMPORTANT NOTICE

Although this is contest for unsubbes, the thread is open to anyone and everyone who might wish to share his/her crankyness with us. So don’t be shy.

Alright. Let’s roll.

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Abdur Rahman Ahmad
Abdur Rahman Ahmad

Mar-4-2009 10:54

ABC went to the washroom to change clothes. His bag was with him.
As he entered the washroom, he exclaimed in great irritation. That was obvious as the water level in the washroom was high enough for an eight year kid to swim in.
ABC had no choice left. He went to the hall again and asked the counter clerk if there was a hotel nearby. The clerk told him that there was one, thirteen streets across. ABC headed towards the hotel but before he could reach there, two men in black clothes robbed him on gun-point. He cursed them and thanked God that he had some hundred bucks left in his secret pocket. He continued his journey and somehow after about half an hour, he could see the lights from the hotel.
He walked briskly but then…all went black/blank.
ABC woke up at seven am next morning and found himself lying on the ground under a large tree. He remembered the events of last day and wanted to cry loudly but could not.
As he stood up, two blood hounds started barking and running behind him. He ran for his life and somehow entered the hotel. The dogs were taken care of by the guards and ABC could now relax after some wonderful events which he did not even ever want to remember.
((Note: I believe the story has gone too long but still, it was fun writing such a story.))


Joey
Joey "Bulldog" Bane
Washed Up Punter

Mar-8-2009 05:14

Well now...it seems I'm livin' in a world of tea drinkers! Good! More whiskey for me then...hehehehe.

Now, since Zeo was not in the contest, I didn't actually have a hard time to pick a winer.

Subscription already sent. Enjoy it, Abdur!

SS, time to do your thing.

Lolita Marinez
Lolita Marinez
Sleuth About Town

Mar-9-2009 01:20

Congratulations Abdur. I did try to write for this one but it never seemed to come out right. :-(

Secret_Squirrel
Secret_Squirrel
Safety Officer

Mar-9-2009 21:04

OK

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