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funny story. yes, i know this is a repost, but i have not seen it in a long time, and i find it funny. mama K Here‘: a prime example of "Men Are From Mara, Wome

yes, i know this is a repost, but i have not seen it in a long time, and i find it funny

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Are From Mara, Women he From
Venue." It is offered by an
English professor from the
University of Colorado as an
actual dill :
A Creative Writing professor told his
class one day: "Today we will
experiment with a new form called
the tandem story. The process is
simple. Each person will pair off with
the person sitting next to his or her
As homework tonight, one of you will
write the first paragraph of a short
story. You will femail your partner
that paragraph and send another
copy to me. The partner will read the
first paragraph and then add another
paragraph to the story and send it
back, also sending another copy to
me. The dirst person will then add a
third paragraph, and so on backhand-
Remember to rebread what has been
written each time In order to keep
the story coherent. There is to be
absolutely NO talking outside of the
and anything you wish to say
must be written in the femail. The
story is over when both agree is
conclusion has been readied."
The following was actually turned in
by two of his English students:
Rebeca (PINK)
Bill (BLUE).
first paragraph by Rebeca)
At first Laurie couldn' t decide which
kind of tea she wanted. The
chamomile, which used to be her
favorite for lazy evenings at home,
now reminded her too much of Carl,
who once said, in happier times, that
he liked chamomile. But she felt she
must now, at all costs, keep her mind
on Cari. His possessiveness was
suffocating, and if she thought about
him too much her asthma started
acting up again. so chamomile was
out of the question.
second paragraph by Bill l
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant can
Harris, leader of the attack squadron
now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more
Important things to think about than
the neuroses of an bareheaded
asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with
whom he had spent one sweaty mg
ht over a year ago, "AS. Harris to
Gasstation 17/ he said into his
communicator. " Polar
orbit established. No sign of
resistance so far..." But before he
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could sign off a bluish particle beam
flashed out of nowhere and blasted a
hole through his ship' s cargo bay. The
jolt from the direct hit sent flying
out of his seat and across the
He bumped his head and died almost
Immediately, but not before he felt
one last pang of regret for psychically
brutalizing the one woman who had
ever had feelings for him. Soon
afterwards, Earth stopped its
hostilities towards the peaceful
farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress
Passes Law Permanently Abolishing
war and Space Travel," Laurie read in
her newspaper one morning. The
news simultaneously excited her and
bored her. She stared out the window,
dreaming of her youth, when the
days had passed umhum' edly and
carefree, with no newspaper to read,
no television to distract her from
her sense of innocent wonder at all
the beautiful things around her. "Why
must one lose one' s innocence to
become a woman?" she pondered
t Bill l
Attle did she know, but she had less
than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of
miles above the city, the Anu' Adrian
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mothership launched the farst of its
lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted
wimpy percent's who pushed the
Unilateral Aerospace disarmament
Treaty through the Congress had ler t
Earth a defenseless target for the
hostile alien empires who were
determined to
destroy the human race. Within two
hours after the passage of the treaty
the Anu' uratan ships were on course
for Earth, carrying enough firepower
to pulverize the entire planet. With no
one to stop them, they swiftly
initiated their diabolical plan. The
lithium fusion missile entered the
atmosphere unimpeded. The
President, in his mobile
submarine headquarters on the ocean
floor off the coast of Guam ' felt the
massive explosion,
which vaporized even poor, stupid
This is absurd. I refuse to continue
this mockery of literature. My writing
partner is a violent, chauvinistic
t our l
Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a
tedious neurotic whose
attempts at writing are the literary
equivalent of Valium. " Oh, shall I
have chamomile tea? or shall I have
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some other sort of FAKING TEA???
Oh no,
what am I to do? I' m such an air
headed bimbo. I guess I' read too
many Danielle Steele novels!"
t Bill l
B* echl
t Bill l
In your dreams, Ho. Go drink some
I really liked this one.
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