Three Word Story

[Yuki-Onna Reed]

experiencing gender confusion,  

[cant_delete_accounts]

and hence couldn't  

[Tinnumir]

choose an outfit  

[cant_delete_accounts]

for prom. Then,


[p.s. - someone should compose this thread into one post eventually.]  

[Syllie]

it proceeded to  

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camp and dance  

[[Tetris.Ninja]]

The story thus far.

Arthur Dent sat next to Ford waiting for the train to come. He looked up and saw a falling object that resembled a lobster. "Petunias?" he said to Ford, who immediately started dancing the Betelgeusian jitterbug. His satchel swung and something fell out and hit the lobsterish thingy. Nnnnnnnnnnyyyyyyyuuuuuuurrrrrrrggggggghhhhh!!!!" it said. "It can talk?!" exclaimed Arthur, who quickly disensatchelled his friend Ford. "What were you doing back there with what's-her-name, and what is this lobster that says 'Nnnnnnnnnnyyyyyyyuuuuuuurrrrrrrggggggghhhhh!!!!' doing over there?" he said. Then the lobster jumped into Ford's satchel. whereupon Ford, who was just adistracted person for the little things. missed the ground and finally could fly like a not particularly lobsterlike flying object. Ignoring the slightly fuzzy flying Ford, Arthur carefully peered into a tea cup seeking Brownian Motion. Then he realized That he neither had tea nor a small biscuit because someone had slipped him drugs Then, he had found out that limb loss isan all too sastisfying experience, especially when you're with your towel. Ford needed some tea. and so did a confused Arthur. Meanwhile, the lobsterish thingy, which screamed "FORTY TWO," plunged into the cup and exploded violently. Shocked, Aurthur glanced away from the lobster and stared directly into the sandwichmaker of Bob And so the perfectly normal beasts appeared and Ford decided to flaunt his tremendously largetowel, which enraged Deep Thought, which shouted forty two and everyone stared. And wondered if it was okaythat they couldn't who had control making full sentences with some scrabble tiles. Then Zaphoddid absolutely nothing. He was sick of this, and couldn't count. His abacus was experiencing gender confusion, and hence couldn't choose an outfit for prom. Then, it proceeded to camp and dance

in a manner  

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akin to dervishes.  

[~Thanks~For~All~The~Fish~]

Trillian walked in  

[Ghost Chef]

circles clockwise until  

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the vogons recited  

[Tinnumir]

poetry while everyone's  

[[Tetris.Ninja]]

ears decided bleeding  

[Angilwingz]

wasn't worth the  

[layzy]

hassle as the