Wednesday, February 4, 2015

6- Appearances

Words provided by T.g.:

- Skunk
- Trunk
- Dunk
- Monk

Danny was your average twenty something boy next door. He was young, fresh, good looking and smart. He made his way through college with a basketball scholarship, slamming dunk after dunk after dunk. Looking from a distance, anybody would've sworn Danny is no monk, and how could he be? He was tall, handsome, athletic and anybody watching him play on TV could easily believe that Danny's boyish charms are behind the "chick magnet" expression. But that's all from afar. A closer encounter with Danny would reveal what a foul breath he had. Who would've thought?
Years later, when Danny's embarrassingly ugly wife was under arrest and being interrogated for having somehow put her husband in the trunk of her sedan and left it abandoned in the woods, she showed no signs of remorse while admitting how Danny's allergy to mint had finally pushed her to the edge. She said, and I quote: "It was as if he was raising a skunk farm in his freakin abdomen, and they kept fuckin breeding!!"

5- Mental

Words provided by T.G.:

- Zebra
- Brickstone
- Exit
- Cup

She sat there contemplating the emergency exit sign on that door for what felt like hours. The lab buzzed around her but the only thing she was able to feel was the puzzled look the clerk gave her from time to time. She had filled the cup with her urine earlier that day and was still holding it in a paper bag. She wasn't entirely sure if she wished to find out whether she was pregnant or not. She still loved him more than anything or anyone in the world, but she wasn't confident about bringing up a child with him, not anymore. She was once more than positive about it, but nothing is the same anymore. She tried to recall when it all started to crumble, but she couldn't. She didn't dare discuss it even. It was too absurd. She was too ashamed. How would she bring it up? How would she tell people that her husband had a zebra obsession? Is there a name for that even? How do you label a man's illness when the sickness is an obsession with black and white stripes? What aches a man when he cannot sleep unless the sheets were striped in black and white, when he cannot eat unless the bowl held the same design, when he stopped lighting the fire until he had changed every brick stone on the fireplace to a matching pattern? She tried to contain it but she couldn't; she tried to reason with him but of course he refused to acknowledge a problem. At this point, she felt like she was living in a zebra womb with no way out. She wanted to breathe on her own. She stood up, dazed, gave the cup to the clerk and regained her seat, contemplating the emergency exit sign.

4- Google It!

Words provided by T.G.

- Zamboni
- Patchouli
- Google
- Orange

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Sergei Brin and Larry Page were in their dorm room playing Battleship and pealing oranges. It was the season. Snow was falling outside and the only food they had left in there was those stinky oranges and a stale burrito from last night.
Sergei felt like he was suffocating from the oranges' odor. He asked Larry to crack a window, but Larry had a better idea; he went two doors down to his friend's room and borrowed some patchouli incense. Once back, he lit it and assured Sergei that this would take care of the stench. Sergei had to ask: what the hell is patchouli dude?? Larry said he didn't know, that he should just search for it in the library if it was that important for him to know. Sergei cynically suggested for Larry to lend him his freakin Zamboni so he could skate his to the library. Larry was pissed. What the hell is a Zamboni he asked. And that's how the two friends first felt the need for a search engine, which they ultimately named Google.