Author Topic: One-sentence-at-a-time novel 2.0  (Read 2989 times)

Before I leapt of the building, knife in hand, trying to escape from the police, I blew a kiss to the nearest female police officer.

She had the cure for AIDS on her lips, and it was transferred to me.

...That was a facetious statement; ha-ha, I love being witty.

OOC: Chapter two up. Terrible quality due to being in a hotel room in Bangkok.

I decided to whip out my rooster and start calling up a lady-boy to pleasure me.

...That was the stupidest idea I've had in years!

And yet the lady-boy walked up to me, but instead of pleasuring me, she ripped off my richard!

Oh, how I screamed in pain, as I watched how blood was sprouting out from where my richard used to be and the anger that grew inside of me, as i looked at the laughing ladyboy.

The ladyboy knocked me out, and I woke up with my richard stitched on in a hospital bed.

I was confused that why was there only a doctor staring at me in the room


CHAPTER 4: HOSPITALIZED
After the quick rape, the doctor said I will be fine and ready to leave in two weeks.

The doctor(s) were none other than Hugh Laurie and his gaggle of goons.

I decided that I have teleportation powers now and teleported to bangladesh.

I must be hallucinating.