Comments on: Let’s Write a Story! http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671 the delicious frosting on your internet Sat, 05 Jul 2008 17:58:25 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.1 By: freakgirl http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40434 freakgirl Fri, 25 Apr 2008 12:23:35 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40434 Three days later, both women woke up, dazed and disoriented by the side of the Turnpike. They stared at each other, confused. Rhianna reached into her pocket and pulled out...a ticket stub from the New Kids on the Block Reunion Concert. Ruth found the same. It started to come back to them. Warner, in the FEAR t-shirt he told them was given to him by the band after their disastrous Saturday Night Live performance in the 80s. The surprise, as they read in a letter, compliments of Tad -- a private NKOTB concert just for the Rhianna and her best pal. The two women smiled at each other, remembering how excited they were when the concert started. Then they remembered the rest. The giant meteor that fell out of the sky...crashing onto the stage...annihilating the New Kids into nothing but bits of spandex and hair gel. Warner dragged the screaming girls to safety. And that's when the spacecraft landed. A steel ramp slid out from the bottom and Warner ran up it as if he'd done it a million times. As the ship hovered, Rhianna spotted a familiar face looking through a round window. Tad. And then, it was gone. Three days later, both women woke up, dazed and disoriented by the side of the Turnpike. They stared at each other, confused. Rhianna reached into her pocket and pulled out…a ticket stub from the New Kids on the Block Reunion Concert. Ruth found the same.

It started to come back to them. Warner, in the FEAR t-shirt he told them was given to him by the band after their disastrous Saturday Night Live performance in the 80s. The surprise, as they read in a letter, compliments of Tad — a private NKOTB concert just for the Rhianna and her best pal. The two women smiled at each other, remembering how excited they were when the concert started.

Then they remembered the rest. The giant meteor that fell out of the sky…crashing onto the stage…annihilating the New Kids into nothing but bits of spandex and hair gel. Warner dragged the screaming girls to safety.

And that’s when the spacecraft landed. A steel ramp slid out from the bottom and Warner ran up it as if he’d done it a million times. As the ship hovered, Rhianna spotted a familiar face looking through a round window. Tad.

And then, it was gone.

]]> By: chuck http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40430 chuck Thu, 24 Apr 2008 22:39:07 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40430 What followed was a surprise, but certainly no party. What followed was a surprise, but certainly no party.

]]> By: Jayme http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40429 Jayme Thu, 24 Apr 2008 21:58:24 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40429 At least that's all you could make out. Rhianna looked at Ruth with a raised eyebrow and a twinkle in her eye, "Do you think it used to say "No Fear?" Ruth, ever the optimist, "No way your brother sends us on some wild goose chase to meet a guy with a ridiculous bumper sticker cum t-shirt. Has to be this Warner Jingleheimer Schmidt setting us up for something. Something good. I better do up my hair in case it's a surprise party!" At least that’s all you could make out. Rhianna looked at Ruth with a raised eyebrow and a twinkle in her eye, “Do you think it used to say “No Fear?”
Ruth, ever the optimist, “No way your brother sends us on some wild goose chase to meet a guy with a ridiculous bumper sticker cum t-shirt. Has to be this Warner Jingleheimer Schmidt setting us up for something. Something good. I better do up my hair in case it’s a surprise party!”

]]> By: Lisa http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40426 Lisa Thu, 24 Apr 2008 20:39:22 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40426 He was wearing a shirt with the word "FEAR" scrawled across the chest. He was wearing a shirt with the word “FEAR” scrawled across the chest.

]]> By: Dave http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40425 Dave Thu, 24 Apr 2008 20:34:32 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40425 "That's not a face tattoo," Rhianna said. "That's where I hit the rear-view mirror just then. I turned too fast." They drove in silence for 25 miles. Directions included "Turn left at the dead horse," which meant that the map had been recently drawn, Ruth mused. No Google Map for Warner. Finally, they pulled up to a farm. In the gathering dusk, it looked foreboding, like Dwight Shrute's beet farm, only without the charm. A man stood by the barn, looking like he had been waiting for them all day. “That’s not a face tattoo,” Rhianna said. “That’s where I hit the rear-view mirror just then. I turned too fast.”

They drove in silence for 25 miles. Directions included “Turn left at the dead horse,” which meant that the map had been recently drawn, Ruth mused. No Google Map for Warner.

Finally, they pulled up to a farm. In the gathering dusk, it looked foreboding, like Dwight Shrute’s beet farm, only without the charm. A man stood by the barn, looking like he had been waiting for them all day.

]]> By: Michael http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40423 Michael Thu, 24 Apr 2008 19:30:11 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40423 "Well, if I didn't remember, there's always that face tattoo to remind me," snarked Ruth. "C'mon, where's your sense of adventure? Plus, it sounds like there could be cash or prizes involved." “Well, if I didn’t remember, there’s always that face tattoo to remind me,” snarked Ruth. “C’mon, where’s your sense of adventure? Plus, it sounds like there could be cash or prizes involved.”

]]> By: GeekBoy http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40422 GeekBoy Thu, 24 Apr 2008 19:29:29 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40422 "The midget and the chainsaw? Don't remind me," said Ruth, feeling a bit queasy at the memory. Then she glanced down at the directions, and saw that they were telling her to get off at the next exit ... which was only a few car lengths away. "Quick, get off at this exit!" she yelled. "We're in the middle lane!" But for all her resistance, Rhianna could never refuse Ruth anything. "Ahhh, shit ..." She cranked the wheel hard to the right. “The midget and the chainsaw? Don’t remind me,” said Ruth, feeling a bit queasy at the memory. Then she glanced down at the directions, and saw that they were telling her to get off at the next exit … which was only a few car lengths away.

“Quick, get off at this exit!” she yelled.

“We’re in the middle lane!” But for all her resistance, Rhianna could never refuse Ruth anything. “Ahhh, shit …” She cranked the wheel hard to the right.

]]> By: Lisa http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40421 Lisa Thu, 24 Apr 2008 19:10:33 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40421 "F*ck that noise," replied Rhianna. "We're on the NJ Turnpike. If we follow that dude's directions we could end up in Delaware. Do you rember what happened the last time we went to Delaware?" “F*ck that noise,” replied Rhianna. “We’re on the NJ Turnpike. If we follow that dude’s directions we could end up in Delaware. Do you rember what happened the last time we went to Delaware?”

]]> By: Maggie http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40420 Maggie Thu, 24 Apr 2008 18:24:36 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40420 "No, and I don't think that's a very nice thing to say," Rhianna replied. "And shut up. I'm getting scared." "I'm getting scared!" Ruth mimicked. "You shut up -- I keep missing what they're saying." She started the CD again from the beginning. The voice claiming to be Rhianna's brother continued. "I know this sounds really weird, but my friend Warner is a scientist and has some really important things he needs to discuss with you, about me. Please hear him out, and drive to the directions tucked into the CD case. And no matter what, don't talk to anyone until you get there." “No, and I don’t think that’s a very nice thing to say,” Rhianna replied. “And shut up. I’m getting scared.”

“I’m getting scared!” Ruth mimicked. “You shut up — I keep missing what they’re saying.” She started the CD again from the beginning.

The voice claiming to be Rhianna’s brother continued. “I know this sounds really weird, but my friend Warner is a scientist and has some really important things he needs to discuss with you, about me. Please hear him out, and drive to the directions tucked into the CD case. And no matter what, don’t talk to anyone until you get there.”

]]> By: Dave http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40414 Dave Thu, 24 Apr 2008 16:46:19 +0000 http://freakgirl.com/blog/lets-write-a-story/10671#comment-40414 "How did you rewind the CD?" Rhianna asked. She was always a stickler for details. Ruth rolled her eyes. as was her way, and they both turned their attention back to the CD. "...Warner Wagner Hoffenschmidt. Years ago, your brother did me a favor, and it's time I repaid him in full." "You ever notice that, even when they're being nice, anyone with a German accent sounds kinda threatening?" Ruth asked. “How did you rewind the CD?” Rhianna asked. She was always a stickler for details. Ruth rolled her eyes. as was her way, and they both turned their attention back to the CD.

“…Warner Wagner Hoffenschmidt. Years ago, your brother did me a favor, and it’s time I repaid him in full.”

“You ever notice that, even when they’re being nice, anyone with a German accent sounds kinda threatening?” Ruth asked.

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