HALLOWEEN CONTEST
HALLOWEEN CONTEST
We are giving away one of our Lathering mugs in your choice of black or white to a 'Member' of Shave My Face. If you are not a Member yet, sign-up and join!
This heavy ceramic mug weighs in at 22 ounces; 5.25 diameter, 3.5" tall and 3" at the base. It will contain a generous 4+ ounce pour of Barbershop fragranced Shave Soap and shipped CONUS free via Priority Mail. (If you are an International Member, you will receive the mug/shave soap free but due to high International shipping cost, we must ask you split the Global Priority shipping cost w/us-Sorry)
How do you win? It's easy.....just add to the Halloween Story below.
**Entries MUST be a minimum of ONE FULL SENTANCE, OR MORE but can be any length. Limit of three
entries. ***
Wendy and I have chosen two numbers to coincide with two post numbers. We will end the contest (story completed or not) at Midnight, Holloween October 31st.
Halloween Story.........
It was a dark and windy night, clouds moved quickly over the harvest moon. Jack and Jill Smith had been warned about moving into the old house said to be haunted by many of the townspeople.
After the long day of moving and unpacking; Jill looked forward to the glass of wine Jack had placed on the small table near the big iron claw-foot tub upstairs. Jack
This heavy ceramic mug weighs in at 22 ounces; 5.25 diameter, 3.5" tall and 3" at the base. It will contain a generous 4+ ounce pour of Barbershop fragranced Shave Soap and shipped CONUS free via Priority Mail. (If you are an International Member, you will receive the mug/shave soap free but due to high International shipping cost, we must ask you split the Global Priority shipping cost w/us-Sorry)
How do you win? It's easy.....just add to the Halloween Story below.
**Entries MUST be a minimum of ONE FULL SENTANCE, OR MORE but can be any length. Limit of three
entries. ***
Wendy and I have chosen two numbers to coincide with two post numbers. We will end the contest (story completed or not) at Midnight, Holloween October 31st.
Halloween Story.........
It was a dark and windy night, clouds moved quickly over the harvest moon. Jack and Jill Smith had been warned about moving into the old house said to be haunted by many of the townspeople.
After the long day of moving and unpacking; Jill looked forward to the glass of wine Jack had placed on the small table near the big iron claw-foot tub upstairs. Jack
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Just a suggestion...as coincidental "same time" posting can't really be avoided, when replying to a particular ending, put the username of the person you are continuing from at the beginning. You could end up with different yet interesting versions of the same story. Just a thought!
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Re: story
The light to the basement did not seem to be working. Muttering something about "that stupid movie with Tom Hanks and Shelley Long," he pulled out his LED key chain light and descended into the darkness, his steps illuminated by a small beam of white light.billski wrote:...decided to make sure that the furnace was working well, so he went downstairs leaving Jill all alone to enjoy her bath.
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Re: story
Bill, I didn't interpret the instructions that way. Perhaps you are right. It looks to me like each of us is asked to finish the story Sue started, not add to another poster's narrative. Oh, well.billski wrote:Isn't GA Russell supposed to follow Billski's story? GA is going in a new direction.
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Ok. The way I interpolate this is to keep the story going from the original starting sentence that Sue provided with each poster adding a sentence or two. The next poster would pick up from the last sentence in the story and add his creativity to keep the ball rolling. If we have to, I can delete the posts that are not needed and we can continue on.
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Re: story
He creaked down the ancient wooden stairs, as the LED key chain light flickered in warning of low batteries. Then, out of the quiet darkness, he reeled at what he saw...murchmb wrote:The light to the basement did not seem to be working. Muttering something about "that stupid movie with Tom Hanks and Shelley Long," he pulled out his LED key chain light and descended into the darkness, his steps illuminated by a small beam of white light.billski wrote:...decided to make sure that the furnace was working well, so he went downstairs leaving Jill all alone to enjoy her bath.
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[Come on everyone, get with the program! Okay, I'll try again...]
He creaked down the ancient wooden stairs, as the LED key chain light flickered in warning of low batteries. Then, out of the quiet darkness, he reeled at what he saw...
The cat was using his Plisson HMW as a cat toy!! He shreiked at the inconsiderate feline and snatched the brush from its claws. But while doing so, I didn't see what was happening behind him...
He creaked down the ancient wooden stairs, as the LED key chain light flickered in warning of low batteries. Then, out of the quiet darkness, he reeled at what he saw...
The cat was using his Plisson HMW as a cat toy!! He shreiked at the inconsiderate feline and snatched the brush from its claws. But while doing so, I didn't see what was happening behind him...
This is correct. (Add to the sotry, not start another one.) SueTrumperman wrote:Ok. The way I interpolate this is to keep the story going from the original starting sentence that Sue provided with each poster adding a sentence or two. The next poster would pick up from the last sentence in the story and add his creativity to keep the ball rolling. If we have to, I can delete the posts that are not needed and we can continue on.
Regards,
Bill
billski wrote:Jack and Jill Smith had been warned about moving into the old house said to be haunted by many of the townspeople.
***I must smile about this writing. It appears that the house is haunted by the townspeople. Ghosts aren't haunting the house, but the townspeople are. ***
Heck, I never said I was an author, I make soap and we're giving some away in a mug.
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A witch was stirring a batch of toad-scented shaving soap in a cauldron. (He'd always wondered where those strange smells came from. A soap-making witch in the basement never occurred to him.)RetroGrouch wrote:He creaked down the ancient wooden stairs, as the LED key chain light flickered in warning of low batteries. Then, out of the quiet darkness, he reeled at what he saw...
The cat was using his Plisson HMW as a cat toy!! He shreiked at the inconsiderate feline and snatched the brush from its claws. But while doing so, I didn't see what was happening behind him...
"Why toads?", he asked the witch...
[Seems I'm the only one who wants to play. And this is the last entry I'm allowed. Oh dear. This should probably be in the General section, where it would get more views.]
Her cacaphonous cackle notwithstanding, Jack noted the witch's legs.
"Not bad," he thought. "Jill's upstairs bathing. What the hell."
He accosted her, and, without a word, mashed his lips against hers.
Her mouth tasted delicious, utterly delicious.
"I've gotta have you," he breathed, "the whole of you."
"Not bad," he thought. "Jill's upstairs bathing. What the hell."
He accosted her, and, without a word, mashed his lips against hers.
Her mouth tasted delicious, utterly delicious.
"I've gotta have you," he breathed, "the whole of you."