turns out all the lights… illuminates her face with the flashlight so as to give the right atmosphere for our story
On one dark stormy evening, as I was walking home…
passes the flashlight to the next person
takes the flashlight and shines it up his nose
…I felt the air chill suddenly. There had been no wind. The bare branches hung still and silent, casting a spider web of shadows on the dusty path.
lobs the flashlight to…
looking at the hairs in Mr. Knowitall’s nose, looking away
A light rain began to fall. But the drops felt wrong, almost greasy, unclean. I walked faster, wishing I’d remembered an umbrella.
next hope I got the code right
I just realized I said there was no wind and the path was dusty on a “stormy evening”. What was I thinking?
:::Points to an obscure corner of the room:::
If you need me, I’ll be over there.
Was it normal rain or was it Chubby rain?
Suddenly, I noticed a light in the distance. As I got closer, I noticed it was in the window of a large house. Salvation!
I ran on, hoping someone was actually home, and hadn’t just left the light on to deter theives…
::Flips the flashlight and hands it to…::
Eschew Obfuscation
** I began to quicken my pace. Just then a bolt of lightning pierced the sky and startled me. Off in the distance I could see…**
Something moving, very low to the ground. Large – very large indeed to have been visible at such a distance in only the interval of a lightning flash – but what could it be, so large, yet so low to the earth? I began to hurry toward the house. In just a few steps, I began to run, and…
…Trip, getting a mouthful of muddy water as I fall face first into a puddle.
‘Cripes…’ I stand, sputtering, and wipe myself off, before looking up, and finding myself eye-to-eye with…
Eschew Obfuscation
still looking up Mr. Know’s nose 
We are, each of us angels with only one wing,and we can only fly by embracing one another
notices a deep dark tunnel… with a big green roadblock…ewwww its the ghost of dibble hollow… runs wildly screaming and tossing kleenex…
We are, each of us angels with only one wing,and we can only fly by embracing one another
stops at the door of the haunted house… whips off the trench coat and goes into a wild routine of song and dance…
no one knows a nosa like i knows i knows a nosa, if you knows a nosa, then you knows a nose.
Its the drugs mom, honest…
OMG Sue you are killing me.
::doubles over with laughter::
I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!
- turns the flashlight on Sue as a spot light as she breaks out in song*
Sirens begin to get louder. I hear the squeal of brakess as two large men in white coats jump out of a van carrying something white just the right size for a mad canadian woman
I really try to be good but it just isn’t in my nature!
Screams wildly into the scene>>> “Noooooo!!!”
I look around bewildered. “This place”, I think to myself, “Seems so familiar, yet, seems naught…where am I?..WHERE AM I ?!”
As the mental ward attendants were hauling the mad little Canuck off, I could hear a man screaming in the distance. Just then the lights flickered briefly then died. It was pitch black…