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flack47
Mitchell Hargrave
United States, KS, Hutchinson

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McGyver Challenge

Vampyre Teri awoke from her slumber. She pushed at the coffin lid so she could sit up and stretch. Stuck. She knew she only had a short time before her insatiable lust for blood would drive her insane

The light from her open cellular phone helped her scan her surroundings for supplies. She noticed a lighter. It had butane, but wouldn't work. Luckily, there was a match right next to it. She struck it on her lucky bicycle chain, lit the lighter and held the flame to the wall. Everything burst into flames.

Probably should have thought that one through.

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Teri Comment by: Teri - 2007-09-10 12:22
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Old.

*adds Garrett to THE LIST*
gmarco Comment by: gmarco - 2007-09-10 01:20
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I get it, because Teri is old.
Nora Comment by: Nora - 2007-09-09 15:08
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and then she farted.

oops, i just saw that teri referred to that line, too.

that's pretty funny, actually. hope i don't end up on the business end of that creativity and wit.
Teri Comment by: Teri - 2007-09-09 14:57
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I thought you were going to end this with:

And then she ...

haha

Sooooooooo, I'm a vampYre now, ay? A dumb vampYre, at that?

Yeah, well, I can see this happening, actually.

Thanks for the giggles, Muscles. As I once said to someone else on this site:

Of course, you realize, this means war.

T-bone xox
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