Re: a TIME MACHINE, can you write a fuuny tale that includes many of these lines as possible, just 4 fun?

Question

1. A blood curdling scream caused me to drop my compass and spit out my Gummie Bears.

2. Thank GAWD I am bullet-proof.

3. My blood sugar is dangerously low.

4. Somebody get the bat off my head!!!

5. This is exACTLY why I did not want to bring teenagers with us!

6. Did anyone think to bring _______?

7. Penny for your thoughts, you handsome devil.

8. My brain is working over-time and my legs have turned to jello.

9. BINGO!

10. What do the simple folk do....when they're beset with the blues?

11. And THEN do you know what she said? (Mumbling to self).....the chick turns me on!

12. So THIS is what it was like.........No wonder they refer to this period of history as _____________.

Answer 1

"That's not music," the young brunette in the passenger seat said, and covered her ears as they sat in the car and watched the spectacle in front of them. She reached for the dial on the radio, her face still locked in horror. "This is music," she said.

Everybody held their seat as the car quickly began to spin counterclockwise, knocking over everything unlucky enough to be in its path as it picked up speed and suddenly lifted off the ground in a tornadolike fashion.

The car spun to a stop.

"Bingo," the girl in the passenger seat shouted. "This is music! Hey, professor...Do you think we could get out of the car here? Could we?"

The professor scanned his new surroundings and looked at her from the driver seat with a dubious eye. "This is what you call...music," he asked her skeptically.

"Heck, yes," she said. "Just listen to it. Everybody likes it. Right guys?"

The three boys in the backseat didn't say anything as was usual for them. They wore leather jackets, and smoked cigarettes in the car right next to the no smoking sign and they weren't enthusiastic about Music History like the passenger. In fact, all they did do was just stare off out the window and look disinterested in everything.

"Okay, we can get out here...I guess. But why you didn't want to get out to see Bach in his prime is beyond me. My brain is working overtime and my legs have turned to jello trying to figure it out even! Well, either that or my blood sugar is dangerously low which it just might be!"

"Professor, calm down, that guy was stale even in his prime. Now, these guys...these guys are IT."

They opened the doors of the time travel equipped 57 Belair and stepped onto the grass. It's a little known fact that the 57 Belair had an original time travel option that was quickly discontinued by Chevy when they realized the ramifications of giving the masses time travel. It was only through sheer luck that the professor had come into possession of one of the few remaining models left. It seemed like the perfect way to teach his students why they should appreciate the history of music so when he ran across one about to sell for virtually nothing on ebay he couldn't help himself.

"Oh no, Here Comes the Sun mumbled one of the boys as he emerged from the back seat.

"Yeah but dig all the chicks, man," replied one of the others.

Thousands of teenage girls were rushing around a nearby stage where some young British band was about to go on.

"I've always wanted to see these guys live," the brunette girl said excitedly. "Did anyone think to bring a camera," she asked and looked at her classmates expectantly.

They looked away and one of them lit a cigarette followed shortly after by the other two.

Just then a group of young girls followed by a haggard old lady enveloped the space where the Music History class was convening.

"Hurry, grandma," they insisted, "we have to get closer. We have to!"

"I'm going as fast as I can," she said as she stopped and eyeballed the professor lustfully. "Penny for your thoughts, you handsome devil," she said to him. "I could just eat you up in those funny clothes you're wearing..."

He retreated behind his brunette student, and began using her as a shield.

The place suddenly went crazy as the band took the stage, which caused the professor to jump, dropping his compass in the process

"Grandma...." the girls shouted toward her. "We have to go NOW!!"

"Yeah, professor," the brunette said. "Whenever you're done flirting with your new friend I'd like to get closer if we could."

"A blood curdling scream has already caused me to drop my compass and spit out my gummi bears and you want me to get closer," the professor said in awe while pointing at the gummi bears scattered all over the floor, before looking towards the Grandma l*****g her disfigured lips in his direction. "Sure, let's go," he added.