cellarite book
 

here's the plan. we all write a book together. each person submits 1 sentence to the work, similar to the word association thread. let's try to actually put together a story.


let's begin:

It was an unusually clear night in the capitol building when Hector, making his usual rounds saw something unusual.

And that was really saying something, as Hector had spent most of his life blind.

strangely, that is how he got the job as night guardsman in the capitol building - no security clearance worries here, no sirreebob.

Bob was his supervisor.

bob had a penchant for candy-apples that just drove hector nuts, what with his strict animal based diet.

Hector, while making his rounds, noticed a crumpled sticky note (tm) in the ash tray.

He immediately smoked said piece of paper and felt ill.

"Stupid generic brand tastes aweful, I have stick to Post-It. But dammit, I really should quit, this pack a day habit is getting pricey," Hector though to himself.

While he was musing on the merits of "sticky" versus "post-it" notepaper, he heard someone say, "chirpy chirpy chirpy, chirpy cheep cheep," and he knew that the Wiggles had infiltrated the building...

damn the wiggles, damn them to hell. every time he heard their catchy "mash banana" he couldn't help but dance... dance and think of that long evening with vera.

Hector began an animated foxtrot around the Oval Office crashing into chairs and cabinets as he remembered Vera's sultry touch when suddenly he somersulted over the president's desk and his flaying fingers touched THE BUTTON.

The President's desk split in twine, and Hector began to fall and fall and fall into a deep pit, reeking of sulfur and burning hot - as hot as Vera's kiss.

And what a kiss. Hector took a moment (and it was just a moment) to relieve himself in the toilets. Back on track and ready for action he set off in pursuit of the Wiggles, when suddenly he heard Bob call after him:

"Somebody left the Gate To Hell (tm) open and Andy Jackson is trashing the Oval Office."

"Are you sure, the prick told me he was Andy Rooney!"