Match Game Story: "Mrs. Fields cookies have so much sugar, little hyperactive Billy ___ the cat".

[Rabrrrrrr]

Fill in the blank with ten or more words, making a story.

The more out of bounds it is, the better.

[KittyWampus]

1. Dissembled the kitchen whereupon he found a green shopping tote into which he

poked several holes for arms, legs and head thus making a little sweater which he promptly put on the family's long-suffering cat.

Little Billy is going to be a fashion designer when he grows up.

[DS1]

2. wrote on the wall

"Fuck you, Rabrrrrr, I'm not your humor servant" with the blood of

[Rabrrrrrr]

7. That, sir, is perfect.

A truly elegant and efficient use of language, conveying a full picture of the scene.

Beautifully constructed, hilariously violent.

:thumbsup:

[Parche]

3. Match Game Rabrrrrrr Style

"Mrs. Fields cookies have so much sugar, little hyperactive Billy skank flew over to the US and wanted to experience an American female of the species, little did he know he went into a pet shop instead of a bar and tried to screw the pooch, but instead it was Garfield___ the cat".

[av8rdave]

4. Tutched the But on

[Auggie]

5. Yes!

Beat me to it

[Shell Beau]

9. I was going to make up a word and say but-tutched!

[charlie and algernon]

6. ran around the kitchen, into the living room and out the door

passing by four teenagers, Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John. They were out looking for kicks on a Saturday night and were so deep in conversation that no one noticed little Billy run by them. Mark, always the simpleton, suggested they go to the local video store and rent the latest blockbuster and watch movies MST3K style. "Eh, fuck that" exclaimed Luke, "We did that last weekend." Matthew suggested they hop in the convertible and cruise around looking for chicks. To which John asked sarcastically, "What the hell is this, the 1950's?" Mark and Luke joined John in mercilessly mocking Matthew.
"Fuck you guys, I don't see any of you coming up with anything better. It sure as hell beats watching fucking movies again," said Matthew as he started walking away, "I'm outta here."

"Where you going?" Asked Mark as the other three rushed to catch up to Matthew.

"Hey, I know!" Exclaimed Luke. "Let's sneak into the Henderson place, I heard that place is haunted."

"Sure, why not?" Said John, "It'll be fun, what say you, Matt?"

"Eh. Whatever" Matthew said.

The house had been abandoned since March 5th of 1978. John Henderson had come home one night particulary drunker, and a little crazier, than usual and proceeded to hack his wife and two kids to bits, then hung himself in the kitchen. It made international news, so even the most savvy realtor couldn't get a single bite, even when they offered the house for a scant $25,000. Everyone swore it was haunted, granted no one had a lick of proof, and so the house remained empty, save for the random teens looking for kicks on a saturday night.

Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John didn't have to worry about picking the lock, the doorknob on the back door had long since been removed by vandals. They entered the dark, creaky house a bit hesitant. They didn't want to admit it, but each were a bit nervous of coming face to face with the ghost of an axe weilding John Henderson.

"Aw this ain't nothing, just an empty house, don't know what there's to be scared about?" said Luke. "Let's..."
From the upstairs came a loud crash!
"Holy fucking shit! what the hell was that!" Shouted John, saying what everyone else was thinking.

Luke, always the adventurer, bounded up the stairs in search of the noise "I gotta see what it was, Gonna see me a ghost or something!"
"Dammit, Luke, where the hell you going?" Asked Mark, too scared to follow him.
"Be right back!" Said Luke

Luke was soon all alone upstairs, a completely dark, upstairs. He slowly walked down the hallway when he heard some rustling in a room at the other end of the hall. Probably just an animal He thought. As he got closer to the room, the rustling got louder. He heard a thud, like something got knocked over. He edged closer to the door, still hearing rustling from something. Hopefully not from SOMEONE.

Slowly he turned the door knob...slowly he opened the door...slowly he walked inside...

He jumped a 3 feet in the air and screamed a blood curdling scream, so loud it could be heard in the next town, as something rubbed his leg.

Having two cats, he instantly knew what it was as he regained his compsure. "What's going on up there?" Matthew shouted from downstairs.

"It was a cat, a stupid. Fucking. Cat." Luke cursed himself for being so stupid as he knelt down to pet the cat.






He never saw the figure rising behind him, holding an axe...

[Rabrrrrrr]

8. Very good - thank you for playing!

[charlie and algernon]

10. thanks

If I wasn't at work, I would've took the time to develop it further and more details. I like it considering it was spur of the moment, perhaps I'll write it out later and post a full story.

[Zomby Woof]

11. Sudoku'd

[liberalhistorian]

12. Ha ha ha! Hubby would love that

one, Sudoku addict that he is!