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Author: Nuri Valentine
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - General - Published: 06-04-04 - Updated: 06-04-04 - id:1628022
what we had to do is make up a story using the following words:

omelette, oscillating, beach blanket bingo, mayonnaise, duct tape, existence, and puckered.

it's really bad but here it goes:

Derrick reaches over her on the couch to get the remote, making Michelle even more uncomfortable than she was before. It seems every few minutes he would scoot a little closer to her. It's all timed perfectly too. He must enjoy math.

"I'm hungry for an omelette she yells to break the mood.

On the way to Denny's, with the old toyata oscillating back and forth, she realizes she's not that hungry; and tells Derrick to take her home.

"But wait!", Derrick stutters, "we haven't even played beach blanket bingo!"

To this, Michelle rolls her eyes, as most girls are prone to do in these situations, and gets out of the car to walk. The trek home seemed farther than the distance she thought they drove. Just as she had decided to take off her four inch platforms, a Hellman's mayonnaise truck appears coming to a screeching halt a few feet ahead.

This was her savior. She'd go through anything to get a ride home- that is anything besides play beach blanket bingo.

The crunchy sixty-two year old was nice and friendly but had a tendency to drool while jabbering. For some reason it really infuriated her. She didn't understand why this old timer was giving her a ride, but she was begining to regret getting in. She was ungrateful and spoiled.

His mouth kept opening and closing, with more saliva falling onto his tattered jeans. It was all a bit too much for her.

Then Michelle grabbed the duct tape she spotted in the door pocket and and cut off a nice piece. She even shaped the tape into a pair of lips, and then gently smacked them onto his mouth.

Now this ride was tolerable. The moon was in existence over the clouds. She was actually enjoying the night ride. A little farther down the road she told him to pull over.

"Here's my place."

The truck pulls up to some apartments. She puckered up her lips and gratefully kissed him, turning his silver lips to crimson, and leaving behind a bewildered old man.



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