3- Bananas

Words provided by T.G.:

- Coffee
- Bananas
- Lingerie
- President

He was one of those monkeys the whole zoo feared. He smuggled bananas in there like it was nobody's business. He had so much power in that place to the point where even the lion had to call him "the President".
His status also meant that he could get any female in that zoo he wanted. Any. Birds, giraffes, tigers, you name it and he had humped it, except for that stubbornly defying chimp. Her name was Tette, Italian for Boobs. Everybody tried to put some sense into her, but Tette refused to give in to the President. She insisted on not letting him have whatever he wanted just because he felt entitled to it. She actually secretly liked him, but didn't want to be just another won challenge in his pocket; she wanted to be the one, and that was the only way she was going to surrender herself to him.
On Tuesday morning, Tette was out hanging her lingerie to dry on the fence. She had woken up early to finish the laundry with her sister, The President was coming back from a party at the rooster's. He was dusting off the chicken feathers off himself when he caught a glimpse of Tette hanging her humongous bra on the fence. He overheard her telling her sister she could really use a cup of coffee. He saw his chance.
In a matter of minutes, the President was leaning over the fence, cup of coffee in hand. Tette was touched by his sweet gesture and felt a weird kick standing there talking to him. She was warming up to the President and she didn't know why exactly. What she also didn't know was that he had slipped in some bananas in her coffee!

2- Grasshopper

Words provided by T.G.

- Dichotomy
- Shoes
- Grasshopper
- Airplane

Hope you enjoy!

It all started when the female grasshopper was visiting King Street. She was resting on a bush midway through Old Town when her eyes fell on a gorgeous pair of miniature red shoes hanging from the window of a shoemaker shop. She couldn't resist; she went inside and asked the shopkeeper if that particular ornament was for sale. He said no and was firm about it. The grasshopper offered all kinds of services in exchange, to no avail. She was so sad that she went to find her best friend and told him all about it. He tried to reason with her by reminding her that shoes are for humans, i.e. the enemy that keeps on killing their species. She said she understood after hours of conversation, but it was just to shut him up. She had dreams no grasshopper would grasp.
She felt alone and restless; she went on hopping aimlessly and ended up at Reagan National Airport. She felt better seeing how much trouble people who wore shoes had to undergo in order to fly. After thorough reflection, she went back to her friend and told him how she now felt pity for humans and yet still wished she could wear heels. It was a dichotomy her friend couldn't quite fathom. He booked her an appointment with a psychologist.

1- Chopin

Story's background:

I was bored and drunk and I asked a friend to entertain with a story based on the following 4 words:

- Chopin (musician or bottle, whichever)
- Wood
- Spices
- Hedgehog

Since the friend didn't immediately quench my thirst for a diversion, I drunkenly wrote my own, so forgive for leaving out one of the 4 words in my first story, but it was a text message and I was really, really drunk.

Hope you enjoy!

Chopin was looking to paint his wooden piano. He went to the kitchen to show the painter the color he wanted, that of the sweet pepper, but when he reached for the jar, he heard a weird futuristic sound in his head. It was so loud that he closed his eyes and covered his ears and lost his balance in the process. He stumbled over and hit the spice rack. Chopin inhaled everything that broke loose from the spice jars and in the whir of it all, he time traveled! He opened his eyes and found himself in a jazz bar. The bartender was pouring from a bottle that held his name in a pretty calligraphy.