Are you able ,just 4 the fun of it, to write an amusing story that includes 6 of these lines?

Question

1. Nooooooo....... that was sarcastic! Didn't you know that?!

2. We are watching history in the making.

3. So....like.....uhhhh.......S'up, dude?

4. I'm sure you can show me all the points of cultural interest.

5. I need a valium the size of Milwaukee.

6. Where did you FIND this clown?

7. I think it's a reasonable assumption that if you're dead you don't suddenly turn up in Hoboken,New Jersey doing a tap dance at a local super market.

8. Hey! Daddy-o! You eva do that agin......You're dead.....Capice?!

9. There's nothing wrong with you that a little Prozac and a swift kick to the head can't cure.

10. Yeah, well you know, I don't do fractions.

11. Bring me a copy of my will... and an eraser.

12. Your denial mechanism is working over-time.

Answer 1

are you mental...i was about to do it when i thought to myself..wtf!!?!?!?1

Answer 2

There's nothing wrong with you that a little Prozac and a swift kick to the head can't cure.

Yo Where did you FIND this clown? your denial mechanism is working over-time.



Bring me a copy of my will... and an eraser.

I need a valium the size of Milwaukee to deal with you people

We are watching history in the making. Nooooooo....... that was sarcastic! Didn't you know that?! All  I wanted was to die before  I had to see you live like this.

Answer 3

A to B and C:  So....like.....uhhhh.......S'up, dude?

B to A:  So....like.....uhhhh.......S'up, dude?

C to A and B:  So....like.....uhhhh.......S'up, dude?

B:  I need a valium the size of Milwaukee.

C to B:  There's nothing wrong with you that a little Prozac and a swift kick to the head can't cure.

B to A:  Where did you FIND this clown?

C to B:  Nooooooo....... that was sarcastic! Didn't you know that?!

B to C: Your denial mechanism is working over-time. Bring me a copy of my will... and an eraser.

C to B: Hey! Daddy-o! You eva do that agin......You're dead.....Ca piece?!

B to C 10. Yeah, well you know, I don't do fractions.

C to B: I think it's a reasonable assumption that if you're dead you don't suddenly turn up in Hoboken,New Jersey doing a tap dance at a local super market.

B to A: Where did you FIND this clown?

A to U We are watching history in the making. I'm sure you can show me all the points of cultural interest.

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Answer 4

The cowboy I had been shacked up with the last four months finally figured me out. I woke up one morning and found him packing his bags. It kind of bothered me that he was going to try and sneak out.

Still rubbing the sleep from my eyes and trying to eradicate the fog in my brain, I managed to mumble, "So....like.....uhhhh.......S'up, dude?"

"Isn't it obvious? I'm leaving," he replied as he kept stuffing his underwear into his suitcase.

Not that this was anything new in my life. Men never seemed to stick around very long. I suspect it's my "lay it on the line, don't take any c**p" attitude. Well, I was going to chalk it up as just another failed romance but I figured I would at least give it a try to figure out what his beef was."

I asked him, "Okay cowboy, what's the problem?"

I figured I would get the normal, "Why do you always have to be on top" routine but i wasn't quite prepared for the "there's nothing wrong with you that a little Prozac and a swift kick to the head can't cure" bit. So okay, maybe I'm not the most stabile personality in the world but that's usually only after a few drinks at the local watering hole but then I figured, if he can't handle little ol' me, good riddance.

Falling back into my pillow, I couldn't help but ask myself, "where did you FIND this clown?," as he walked out the door.

After a couple of weeks of feeling sorry for myself and sleeping my life away, I decided to head back down to Charly's bar and local meat market to maybe find someone to share my sorrows with or at least pickle my brain for a few hours.

I hadn't been in the place more than five minutes when this gorgeous looking guy slid on to the stool next to mine. Okay, I'll admit my heart skipped a beat or two.

He flashed his perfect smile at me and asked, "You from around here?"

I normally don't get tongue tied but you could almost see a cloud of testosterone around him but I managed to get out a "yes."

He then said, "I'm sure you can show me all the points of cultural interest," but I could tell by the tone in his voice that his definition of "points of cultural interest" didn't include the historic courthouse.

But he was definitely a good prospect for helping me forget that cowboy that had walked out on me a couple of weeks ago. Either that or I need a valium the size of Milwaukee. I didn't realize just how much that traitorous b*****d cowboy meant to me.

As soon as I left the bar with him, I was beginning to wonder if I made a mistake. Not only was I beginning to feel guilty but this guys persona was taking a turn for the worse. I was getting the vibe, "I'm a big city dude and I going to get this country bumpkin." By the time we got to my apartment, I knew it wasn't going to happen. Now I just needed a way out of it.

Without even waiting for an invite, he decided to reveal himself in all of his "glorious" wonder which gave me a perfect opportunity to end this one night romance and knock him down a couple of pegs.

In my best "this bull is only fit for the slaughterhouse" tone of voice I told him, "Sorry city slicker this isn't going to happen."

"Are you turning me down?," he said with a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yeah, well you know, I don't do fractions."

His ego couldn't take the blow to his manhood and he disappeared rather quickly.

Hugging my pillow, and, damnit, with a tear rolling down my cheek. I drifted off into a restless sleep.  

  

Answer 5

theyres 12 lines hun