differences between men and women

The 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 to his or her immediate right or
left.

As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a
short story. You will e-mail 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 first person will then add a third paragraph, and
so on, back-and-forth.

Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the
story coherent. There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the e-mails,
and anything you wish to say must be written in the e-mail.
The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."

The following was actually turned in by two of his English students:
Rebecca and Gary.

THE STORY: (first paragraph by Rebecca) 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 off Carl. 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 Gary)
Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron
now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about
than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with
whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. " A.S. Harris to
Geostation 17," he said, into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar
orbit established. No sign of resistance so far." But before he 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 him
flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.

(Rebecca)
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
pointless 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 unhurriedly 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 wistfully.

(Gary)
Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live.
Thousands of miles above the city, the Anudrian mothership launched the
first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dimwitted wimpy peaceniks who
pushed the Unilateral Aerospace Disarmament Treaty through the Congress
had left 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 Anudrian 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
top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the
coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized
poor, stupid Laurie.

(Rebecca)
This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My
writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.

(Gary)
Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic whose
attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I
have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F--KING TEA??? Oh
no, what am I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many
Danielle Steele novels!"

(Rebecca)
As*h@le.

(Gary)
B*tch!

(Rebecca)
F**K YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!

(Gary)
In your dreams, Ho. Go drink some tea.

(TEACHER)
A+ - I really liked this one!

 

Sweet story. They should make it into a movie /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/grin.gif !

Also it's worth noting that it was the girl who wrote the "peaceful" side of story who snapped first and broken into insults.

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Okay, jokes off before some feminists swarm me . Still, the outcome was to be expeced.

 

lol word

 

Brilliant

 

NOW THAT IS A LINE!

Rebecca= 0
Gary= 1

 

ROFL ! LOL !

 

Wow that first paragraph puts you to sleep then bam paragraph 2 hits you like a punch in the face. That story is full of win.

 

Whatever you ppl say, the story makes complete sense. The woman had her tea, and the man died for his planet. That's beautiful (LOL) /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/laugh.gif
Eventually the earth got cleaned of the virus (according to agent Smith from Matrix) and mr.President felt my fart... that's pretty amazing /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/laugh.gif


Anyway, this was a great read, thanks /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/smile.gif We should start a thread like that. Each person would be allowed to write one paragraph a month. What do you think?

 

that story was so full of win. thanks for the read!

 

Awesome story! Oh and griever...that was 1 impressive bowel movement /forums/images/%%GRAEMLIN_URL%%/grin.gif