Storytelling Final

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim looked like he was recovering from a fight or something, but seemed to be in a good mood. The bruise was healing and he was pretty sure he'd be able to take the wrapping from his wrist soon.

"Okay, so, your storytelling final, is unsurprisingly I'm sure, to tell a story. Any kind of story really. So, who wants to go first?"

[I fail UTTERLY. I got so wrapped up in rebuilding my computer and bookmarks and logins and stuff that I completely forgot to post this. It's very hard to administer the seven cuts of shame and type at the same time. ETA: Please hold for OCD.]

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Re: Tell Your Story

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack told a rambling story about a trip with his dad around the country in the big rig, picking up random loads and hauling them across the country, with lots and lots of details.

"And that's how we delivered a full load of chickens and a case of Boston Clam Chowder to Texas."