Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“Darling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
Excitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
Having denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“I 'll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I 'll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I 'll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I 'll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I 'll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, now fully aroused after so long standing an inert watch next to the blazing fire in Bob’s id, was forced once again to stand down and squelch his vengeful proclivities.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, still blerary-eyed after this sudden arousal from a long slumber next to the steady fire in Bob’s id, shrugged at the sight of Negan, then slowly shook his head and resumed his recumbency.
“POW!” went the gun.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, still blerary-eyed after this sudden arousal from a long slumber next to the steady fire in Bob’s id, shrugged at the sight of Negan, then slowly shook his head and resumed his recumbency.
“ P OW!” went the gun.
Q uizzacally, father looked at son, and son at father.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, still blerary-eyed after this sudden arousal from a long slumber next to the steady fire in Bob’s id, shrugged at the sight of Negan, then slowly shook his head and resumed his recumbency.
“ P OW!” went the gun.
Q uizzacally, father looked at son, and son at father.
“Robert Negan!”, the mother exclaimed with a scream!
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, still blerary-eyed after this sudden arousal from a long slumber next to the steady fire in Bob’s id, shrugged at the sight of Negan, then slowly shook his head and resumed his recumbency.
“ P OW!” went the gun.
Q uizzically, father looked at son, and son at father.
“Robert Negan!”, the mother exclaimed with a scream!
“Seems to me like you might’ve worked on your marksmanship a bit more while you were in the Army,” Negan said, unharmed and raising an eyebrow as he sat down in his easy chair.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, still blerary-eyed after this sudden arousal from a long slumber next to the steady fire in Bob’s id, shrugged at the sight of Negan, then slowly shook his head and resumed his recumbency.
“ P OW!” went the gun.
Q uizzically, father looked at son, and son at father.
“ R obert Negan!”, the mother exclaimed with a scream!
“ S eems to me like you might’ve worked on your marksmanship a bit more while you were in the Army,” Negan said, unharmed and raising an eyebrow as he sat down in his easy chair.
" Time for you to beg for your life!" Bob growled as he grabbed Negan by the neck.
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Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, still blerary-eyed after this sudden arousal from a long slumber next to the steady fire in Bob’s id, shrugged at the sight of Negan, then slowly shook his head and resumed his recumbency.
“ P OW!” went the gun.
Q uizzically, father looked at son, and son at father.
“ R obert Negan!”, the mother exclaimed with a scream!
“ S eems to me like you might’ve worked on your marksmanship a bit more while you were in the Army,” Negan said, unharmed and raising an eyebrow as he sat down in his easy chair.
" T ime for you to beg for your life!" Bob growled as he grabbed Negan by the neck.
“ U nless you want that rifle stuck up where the sun don’t shine, you’d better sit down and shut up because I’ve got something to tell you,” replied Negan.
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, still blerary-eyed after this sudden arousal from a long slumber next to the steady fire in Bob’s id, shrugged at the sight of Negan, then slowly shook his head and resumed his recumbency.
“ P OW!” went the gun.
Q uizzically, father looked at son, and son at father.
“ R obert Negan!”, the mother exclaimed with a scream!
“ S eems to me like you might’ve worked on your marksmanship a bit more while you were in the Army,” Negan said, unharmed and raising an eyebrow as he sat down in his easy chair.
" T ime for you to beg for your life!" Bob growled as he grabbed Negan by the neck.
“ U nless you want that rifle stuck up where the sun don’t shine, you’d better sit down and shut up because I’ve got something to tell you,” replied Negan.
(V entriloquist-like, Negan was still able to speak clearly while being throttled by Bob.)
Round Robin storytelling, everyone submit a sentence, starting with the appropriate letter, of course
A steadfast young soldier, home from the War, sought to seek his fortune.
B ob (for that was his name) went first to his parents’ house, eager to see them after three long years away.
C hicken was cooking on the stove and Bob was starving for a home cooked meal.
“ D arling! You’re Home!”, his mother gushed with joy.
E xcitedly, Bob embraced his mother.
“ F ather will be home shortly,” she said. “I want you two to behave this time.”
G oing to the window, Bob saw his father coming to the door.
H aving denied his oedipal urges all these years, Bob felt an irrepressible rage rise within himself.
“ I ‘ll try to behave, Mother,” he said, “but it won’t be easy.”
J aw and fists clenched, eyes bulging, Bob waited by the window.
K illing had become easy for Bob.
“ L et’s see what he has to say before we act” his brother asked while lowering the rifle Bob had raised to meet his father…
“ M eh, you’re right,” Bob said to his brother Steve. “Put the rifle back in the closet; we know where it is if we need it.”
N egan entered the house, naively unaware of his sons’ patricidal conversation.
O edipus, still blerary-eyed after this sudden arousal from a long slumber next to the steady fire in Bob’s id, shrugged at the sight of Negan, then slowly shook his head and resumed his recumbency.
“ P OW!” went the gun.
Q uizzically, father looked at son, and son at father.
“ R obert Negan!”, the mother exclaimed with a scream!
“ S eems to me like you might’ve worked on your marksmanship a bit more while you were in the Army,” Negan said, unharmed and raising an eyebrow as he sat down in his easy chair.
" T ime for you to beg for your life!" Bob growled as he grabbed Negan by the neck.
“ U nless you want that rifle stuck up where the sun don’t shine, you’d better sit down and shut up because I’ve got something to tell you,” replied Negan.
(V entriloquist-like, Negan was still able to speak clearly while being throttled by Bob.)
W ith some reluctance, Bob obeyed his father and sat down, pushing aside his mother’s seven beloved cats (yes, even Beruthiel, Master Crumpet and Snookums) as he did so.