Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Chapter One

The fretwork hands stood at five past four. Gataur Minshank tapped his stylus on the desk.


Whew! Time for a coffee break. You can't rush creativity.


Blogger HA HA HA said...

gogor minisink taped teh stilas on his desk as a flock of asholes on segues stampeded by. they hooted an yiped as one by one they ramed into the wall. soon teh ofice was filed with shrill grones of agany an snarls an starttald shrieks as those on the botom of the pile-up tried to gnaw there way out.

10:53 AM  
Blogger Project WANNABE said...

Ahhhh! Much better!

11:19 AM  
Blogger Project WANNABE said...

I especially liked your strange spelling of Segway.

6:45 AM  

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