Public Story

[Carey]

Ill start and than everyone can add as they see fit.


Steve sat in the back of the bar alone, he wasnt a social drinker, just wanted to work out the strange episode that had just happend. It all started last Monday when he received a strange phone call, it was nine o'clock in the am when he got the call, it was a strange male voice that sounded kinda nervous all that the voice said was "6, 11, 23, 06, 30 Alpha." The caller ID read "Unknown Name (304)-666-0001.

[STX]

Steve sat in the back of the bar alone, he wasnt a social drinker, just wanted to work out the strange episode that had just happend. It all started last Monday when he received a strange phone call, it was nine o'clock in the am when he got the call, it was a strange male voice that sounded kinda nervous all that the voice said was "6, 11, 23, 06, 30 Alpha." The caller ID read "Unknown Name (304)-666-0001. Steve was about to yell fuck you when he realized that he hadn't paid for telephone service in 3 years. Moreover, Steve was pretty sure he just saw his neighbor run past his trailor's bedroom window with his pants on fire. Steve hung up the phone and grabbed his BB gun and ran out the back door yelling 1106 ALPHRED, 1106 ALPHRED!!! Of course there was no steps out the back way and he fell 10 feet to the rocky, field dirt that he called a yard.

[JOESMOM~*~]

pilot said:

Steve sat in the back of the bar alone, he wasnt a social drinker, just wanted to work out the strange episode that had just happend. It all started last Monday when he received a strange phone call, it was nine o'clock in the am when he got the call, it was a strange male voice that sounded kinda nervous all that the voice said was "6, 11, 23, 06, 30 Alpha." The caller ID read "Unknown Name (304)-666-0001. Steve was about to yell fuck you when he realized that he hadn't paid for telephone service in 3 years. Moreover, Steve was pretty sure he just saw his neighbor run past his trailor's bedroom window with his pants on fire. Steve hung up the phone and grabbed his BB gun and ran out the back door yelling 1106 ALPHRED, 1106 ALPHRED!!! Of course there was no steps out the back way and he fell 10 feet to the rocky, field dirt that he called a yard.

...''damn''.. steve screamed at the squirrell who saw the whole falling out the door and on his ass thing..the squirrell had a smug look on his little furry face you could see through all that squirrelly fur...as he sat at the bar his face reddened at the thought of another living creature seeing him fuck up and lose ''macho'' points...''gonna have to smoke that squirrell'' mumbled steve as he pulled his glass of fire water up to his mouth for another swig.

[STX]

joesmom said:

pilot said:

Steve sat in the back of the bar alone, he wasnt a social drinker, just wanted to work out the strange episode that had just happend. It all started last Monday when he received a strange phone call, it was nine o'clock in the am when he got the call, it was a strange male voice that sounded kinda nervous all that the voice said was "6, 11, 23, 06, 30 Alpha." The caller ID read "Unknown Name (304)-666-0001. Steve was about to yell fuck you when he realized that he hadn't paid for telephone service in 3 years. Moreover, Steve was pretty sure he just saw his neighbor run past his trailor's bedroom window with his pants on fire. Steve hung up the phone and grabbed his BB gun and ran out the back door yelling 1106 ALPHRED, 1106 ALPHRED!!! Of course there was no steps out the back way and he fell 10 feet to the rocky, field dirt that he called a yard.

...''damn''.. steve screamed at the squirrell who saw the whole falling out the door and on his ass thing..the squirrell had a smug look on his little furry face you could see through all that squirrelly fur...as he sat at the bar his face reddened at the thought of another living creature seeing him fuck up and lose ''macho'' points...''gonna have to smoke that squirrell'' mumbled steve as he pulled his glass of fire water up to his mouth for another swig.

Almost instantly, he passes out. He dreams of building his trailor even higher. You see, Steve can't wait until the day that his neighborhood is taken out by a flood while his Toby Keith CD collection is left untouched. Unfortunately, people aren't too pleased with this eyesore and have been planning for months the day that they would destroy it. That day was TODAY!

[JOESMOM~*~]

pilot said:

joesmom said:

...''damn''.. steve screamed at the squirrell who saw the whole falling out the door and on his ass thing..the squirrell had a smug look on his little furry face you could see through all that squirrelly fur...as he sat at the bar his face reddened at the thought of another living creature seeing him fuck up and lose ''macho'' points...''gonna have to smoke that squirrell'' mumbled steve as he pulled his glass of fire water up to his mouth for another swig.

Almost instantly, he passes out. He dreams of building his trailor even higher. You see, Steve can't wait until the day that his neighborhood is taken out by a flood while his Toby Keith CD collection is left untouched. Unfortunately, people aren't too pleased with this eyesore and have been planning for months the day that they would destroy it. That day was TODAY!

steve felt someone nudging his head..the bartender said''wake the hell up''..you been mumblin about some damn numbers..what are ya..a nuttjob??..steve hauled his still drunk ass out of the bar and headed home..''gonna have the phone company turn my phone back 0n and see who the hell is messin with my head''
steve pulls up to his trailer and cringes when he sees the spot where he took the header out the door..he opens the door and steps inside and the frikkin phone rings again..he answers it on the second ring and yells ''who the hell are you and what do you want''?...and a voice says..''

[Carey]

"AA no."

Steve replied.

"Ok sorry you worthless peice of dog shit."
Click the clown hung up the phone, Steve was shocked although it sounded funny. Steve turned on the water for a quick whores bath, added some villina mango oil and slipped in.

[STX]

It had been a long day. He had fallen 10 feet, watched a squirrel get arrested for public nudity, saw his neighbor's pants on fire, he helped a clown kill a black bear, smoked a joint with Shelly Moore Capito (not suprisingly her telephone number is 666-0001,) won the lottery with the numbers 6, 11, 23, 06, 30, Found out that his real name is Alfred and most importantly, he had turned his trailor right side up!

[STX]

For the last couple of weeks Alfie had been paying "UPSer Carpet Muncher" to gather intelligence from his neighbors about operation "trailerpark torpedo." The plan as told by UPSCM was that they were going to...