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Fun Time Open Thread: Once Upon a Time

We’re going to try something a little different tonight. I want you to tell me a story. 

I used to have a game called “Once Upon a Time,” and over the course of the game, the players made up a fairy tale one sentence at a time. I’m thinking we can do this over the Internet, if we try. I’m going to start us off, and you guys pick it up in the comments.

Once upon a time, there was a cat named Spike who wanted more than anything to be a poet.

Remember, one sentence at a time, and then it’s someone else’s turn. It can, however, be a very long sentence, if you are inspired and can manage to string everything together with commas ;)

A black cat with green eyes on a white background
Let me woo you with my words...
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17 thoughts on “Fun Time Open Thread: Once Upon a Time”

  1. Not related to the story- today was such a lovely day off. One of the nice things about a wonky retail schedule is random Tuesdays off. I slept in, did some necessary crawling around under the house (needed to open the vents in the crawlspace), took puppers on a long walk, and then went for a haircut. I love spending time with the mister, but I love having days to myself.

                1. As she laughed, the object on her lap — a bag maybe, or a box, or a cat, depending on which side of his eye he looked at it from — shimmered and stretched and sighed, till the old woman patted it comfortingly and the object — the bag or box or cat — settled back down.

    1. As a bus slowed to a stop at the bench, the old woman stood up, opened one her of enormous bags and motioned for Spike to jump in, while saying, “This bus stops at the terminal, then we can go to any destination you choose.”

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