The Author's Hangout Vending Machine

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which Atlanta Control says do not exist. . . . .



I put in a pack of "H.J. Pinkertonne's best quality anti-Zombie cream"

and the zombie/anti-zombie interaction neutralizes each the other, leaving the world safe for lions, and tigers, and bears, oh my!

I put in a little girl and three very strange men...
 
and the zombie/anti-zombie interaction neutralizes each the other, leaving the world safe for lions, and tigers, and bears, oh my!

I put in a little girl and three very strange men...

And, the girl named Goldie discovers they are sheep in men's clothing, but that is so against the Lit rules and Tio gets his hand slapped for that plot bunny.

I put in a grim pamphlet.
 
And, the girl named Goldie discovers they are sheep in men's clothing, but that is so against the Lit rules and Tio gets his hand slapped for that plot bunny.

I put in a grim pamphlet.

and you reap what you sow.

I put in a soupcon of Babs' dirty imagination...
 
and you get a cheesy German opera.

I put in a good-hearted woman from the margins of society who falls victim to some fatal disease...

And when her fancy man starts singing loudly in her ear, she seldom wants to live.


I put in a black spot of paint that does not look like a hole in the canvas
 
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