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That old chestnut! C'mon now, that's one of the oldest excuses in the book - it's almost as bad as the "dog eating your homework" gimmick.
Before I went to bed last night, I said to myself " This is about the time, my old shipmate Coop wakes up, scratches his nuts, puts on a spot of tea, scratches some more and sits down in his tighty whiteys and cracks open S.S. and the first thing he will see is this and my drunken excuse"
I have 38 more excuses you haven't heard yet The alien anal probe, dick caught in a vacuum cleaner....
This was just a scene and I was gonna post it just on the thread.... I didn't realise how busy Don was...
I like this better.... This was the original premise... That the killer belong to an underground club of smoking hot women who all dressed as pussycats meowwww
Quoted from Dannyboy
Was expecting grammar issues and spelling mistakes left right and center, but I have to admit, I was pleasantly surprised. It seems you're a fairly decent writer even when you're off your face Nice work.
I was expecting the same thing
Quoted from Alffy
I finished by wondering what or who is Rufus?
This was as creative as I could get I have no idea where the name came from? It's supposed to be an access word to some mystery vault.... I think.
I'm thinking it would be interesting not to see him bound to the chair and learn about it later in the story after you show her utter the first words, let us hear some groaning, then his dying (or dead) wife and then him bound to the chair.
You left me wanting more - she asked a code, he gave it to him - wish there were more of a story.
I was trying to setup the scene as a WTF just happened... with people wondering more about the code word and what does it mean and who is the mysterious killer.... I think
After all, we've all been there, you know, you have a few too many, post a reply on a site, often SS, then try and remember in the morning what you did on which thread etc And now you've upped the stakes and posted a whole script.
As it happens i rather liked it, until it ran out of steam, but for what it was, it had a nice edge. Needs some more, but you already know that.
I challenge you to give this a beginning and a middle, since this appears to be the end.
Not that this is a stinks in any shape or form, but next time i post one a poor script, i know what to say...it was the whiskey talking!! (as he necks another red wine)
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Hey Mark, I don't see too much wastedness on display here.
Actually for a short scene, it ain't bad at all.
Obviously, we know nothing about anyone or anything that's going on, but for what it is, it's alright by me. I just wish that hot little cat girl took her clothes off for us to see...or see in our minds at least.
last night I put on a spot of tea in tighty whiteys and said to myself "This is about the time I put my old dick and nuts in a vacuum cleaner and crack open S.S."
At least we all know what your next excuse will be.
I challenge you to give this a beginning and a middle, since this appears to be the end.
Not that this is a stinks in any shape or form, but next time i post one a poor script, i know what to say...it was the whiskey talking!! (as he necks another red wine)
This was supposed to be the beginning .... Always blame the alcohol... Thats what liverpool should do