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And That's how the Fight Started.

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Poetry Contest

Write a short story ending it with And That's How the fight Started!
Got this in an email... just had to share! LOL
It's fun, this comps was done here a few years back!



One year, I decided to buy my mother-in-law a cemetery plot as a Christmas gift.

The next year, I didn't buy her a gift.

When she asked me why, I replied,

"Well, you still haven't used the gift I bought you last year!"

And that's how the fight started.....



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No Colabs Any style no limit, 200 word maximum.

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THE FIRST ONE I POSTED I WROTE MYSELF.
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one week good luck everyone!

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I told my boyfriend I don't share my men with other woman.
Tell that woman to go home.
He looked at me and said share?
Who said you were invited!

And that's when the Fight started!

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To a hen night he was invited
To be their stud, he was delighted
There was much concern
Who got the first turn
And that's how the fight started

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.:McGrabmasta:.


the flow, it
was almost surreal
everybody was chill
knock knees cutting deals
with them
bow legs with skills

the babes
in their heels
enjoying their meals
players playing
scoping what appeals
this out of the way venue
unfamiliar to most
couldn’t be there at all
unless known on the coast

a crowd not loud
yet hyped for the menu
impeccable “tastes”
it was that kind of venue
but somehow McGrabmasta
he got through the door
must’ve been that C-note that
bought ‘em a tour
anyway, he was in and
he was ready
to score

the other guests
they couldn’t believe
his rowdiness
his bawdiness
the way he had ‘em peeved
then it came to a head
the coat room “unguarded”
a dozen missing minks
that’s how the fight got started

(to be continued?)

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hahaha that's a good one gardenlover
Good luck!

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A dozen missing minks! Heads are gonna roll!
LMAO!  Great job Kriticool
Good Luck!

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Zazzles said:A dozen missing minks! Heads are gonna roll!
LMAO!  Great job Kriticool
Good Luck!


hahaha.. you ain't told a lie, grrl

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I asked my wife,

"Where do you want to go for our anniversary?"

It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation.

"Somewhere I havent been in a long time!"

she said..

So I suggested,

"How about the kitchen?"

And that's how the fight started...

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We were like twin sisters
Five foot ten; good lookers
with long brown hair
men would stare

In a bar, Friday,
I went to squander my pay,
got smashed, rounded a corner,
by the jukebox; knocked some girl over

After a minute, my twin came to me,
asked why I pushed her friend; couldn’t leave it be
I told her I was wasted; didn’t remember anything
I said:  “Go back to your new boy toy, the punk named King”

Later, scoring a ride with a big man
with a big truck (I nicknamed both Power Wagon); always trying to get what he can
walking down the road; hand in hand;
I felt a blow to the back of my head; nearly fell to the sand

Turning around, I saw my twin, eyes afire; hating
I said:  “Go back to your playpen; your new conquest is waiting”
She tried to grab my neck; I grabbed her hair; didn’t let go
A crowd assembled, I yelled:  “The nerve of this ho!”

Decades later, she doesn’t remember; that’s out of sight
I held her hair with all my might;
unable to fight back; her scalp split, parted
and that’s how the fight started…

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Wow what a night ay? lol  great story Prim
Good Luck!

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Who in the hell is Bob?

Well Bob is the guy who gets home late one night and Marilyn his wife, says
"Where the hell have you been?"

Bob replies "I was out getting a tattoo!"

"A tattoo"?
She frowned.
"What kind of tattoo did you get?"

"I got a hundred dollar bill on my privates"
he said proudly.

"What the hell were you thinking"? She said,
shaking her head in disgust.
"Why on earth would a Certified Public Accountant
get a hundred dollar bill tattooed on his privates?"

Well, one, I like to watch my money grow.
Two, once in a while I like to play with my money.
Three, I like how money feels in my hand.
And, lastly,
"instead of you going out shopping,
you can stay right here at home and blow a hundred bucks anytime you want."

And that's how the fight started!


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I had entered the bakery in London's west end with a friend. all we wanted was some quick food an a cup o tea 'fore we went back to work.

baker: can I help you?

me: giz a scown will ya please

baker: s'gone

me: no it's not! it's right there in front of me. there's a freakin' light shining right on it. giz the fuckin' scown please

baker: *with nose lifted to the air*  s'gone, sir

me: no, it's definitely still there. you haven't even bothered to hide it. what's going on, why can't I have the scown.  ..it's because I'm Irish isn't it! tryin' to fuckin' starve us to death again are ya! why I outta!

and that's how the fight started      

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I love it <WEG>
it's because I'm Irish isn't it! tryin' to fuckin' starve us to death again are ya! why I outta!
Brilliant Lepp really funny!!
Good luck!

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it's the language I pronounced scone sc-own. English (an probably everyone else) pronounce them s'gone. that said you yanks probably just made up a whole new word for them anyway.

true story with some small embellishment. either way, just sharing    

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Ding dong, Who is it?
do you have loose?
Yeah, I have loose.
how Much?
$1.00.
How much?
I said $1.00
For one Newport?
Yup.
How 'bout .75
Nope.
.85?
Nope!
Your a Bitch!
Nope!
and that's how the fight started.



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