Let's play a story game!

The rules are simple. This is a story game. I will go first, and I will start with six words, The person that follows a poster have to play upon the last poster's six words, and yes, they have to relate somehow, but it's only necessary to relate to the last poster's six words. For example, I post six words, then Pixie posts six words. The next person only has to relate to what Pixie posts, not to my post, but that is up to the player if they want to relate their six words all the way back to the first poster. Got that?

Okay, here we go!


There was a dude named Paul...

Paul was an eccentric patent clerk...

...Who liked to play chess with...

dsmbaptist wrote:...Who liked to play chess with...

People who liked to play chess with other patent clerks.

Time out. I'm confused. Are we allowed only six words a post???

imaginethat wrote:Time out. I'm confused. Are we allowed only six words a post???

Oh.....I'm not playin then. Too much counting.

Doc Trock wrote:

imaginethat wrote:Time out. I'm confused. Are we allowed only six words a post???

Oh.....I'm not playin then. Too much counting.

Okay, as Admin of the game, I've decided to modify the rules a bit.
Minimum verbiage: Six words
Maximum verbiage: Twenty words. Just remember that this isn't a book report!

Anyway, Brent, you had the last legit entry:

Doc Trock wrote:

dsmbaptist wrote:...Who liked to play chess with...

People who liked to play chess with other patent clerks.

But, that's when the hijinks began.

It started with blotter acid

...and a slew of patents issued for devices useful only for...

...Reaching level 99 in Farmville!

Actually, encoded into Farmville, were secret equations which.....

in the wrong hands could set off a.....

...series of events which, eventually, could overturn the....

..World Clown Conglomerate that controls the...

...price and availability of blotter acid worldwide. Patent clerk Paul was deeply troubled upon learning this.

But this was an odd market occurrence, and it caused Farmville stock to crash...

... the free market at work, because Farmville stock was overpriced. Paul, who didn't like Farmville anyway, couldn't.....

...care less if his pal, Michael just reached level 99 and earned every ribbon imaginable. Instead, Paul took time to focus on...

the consequences of mixing bleach with ammonia and using it in an enclosed space.

...But while Paul was pondering all this, there was a knock on the door OH, NO!...It was Christine, the volumptuous...

lead singer for the anti-establishment band "Prison Planet."

I've got two tickets to go see the tin-hatters! Front row! What's that smell?

..., she said.

"Er ... never mind," he replied. "Listen, did you hear? A guy patented a warp drive. Looks like faster than light travel is....

nearly as useless as this type of thread.....I'm gonna go watch the tin-hatters.