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| A Tea Time Contest | Started by: Frankiee on Aug 19, '08 21:08 |
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Just after the newest issue of Tea Time hit the stands, Frankiee made her way out to the streets. It was a nice afternoon, the wind blew through her hair blissfully and the sun sparkled her olive skin. She quickly ruined the serene moment by getting on top of a soap box and yelling at everyone in the vicinity. Listen up you thugs! Frankiee did not have the same angelic voice as her partner in crime Marietta, her voice spun its way screeching through the crowd that quickly gathered. Once she was satisfied she pasted a big smile across her face. You are cordially invited to attend the newest Tea Time contest. She left the audience hanging for a few seconds, her smile quickly turned into a grin. Everyone at Tea Time has a few goals. Lily would like to one day own a great aquarium for her fishy. Marietta would really like to break into the fashion industry, she dreams of making dresses for both men and women. Heidi dreams of no curfew nights. For me, well, the rumors are true, I'll never be happy until I've slept my way to the top. Frankiee rolled her eyes and continued. One goal we all have in common is that we'd all like to see our streets flourish. Personally I am amazed at how far everyone has come in the last few weeks. Three weeks ago our streets were bare naked, literally, I think I saw HomelessCretin running around without any pants on. Any one who has taken time between those 7-11 trips and prostitution rings please pat yourself on the back or pat your neighbors back, unless you are standing next to Giovanni_Moretti. He hasn't showered for at least seven days, you may want to find a new place to stand. Looking through the crowd Frankiee could see everyone that was standing next to Mr. Moretti was now at least two feet away from the guy. Enough of the patting and that bum behind Scarlett_Rose, yeah you, if you lay one finger on Miss Rose I will come down there and smack you myself. Frankiee takes note that she'll never encourage public patting ever again. Now that a lot of you have shown you have skills in sharing a story or a life event...or your whole life story. I'd like to give you a greater challenge. The Tea Time employees will be sponsoring a story contest. The prize will be cold hard cash. Frankiee glared into the bum's eyes, who happened to look very much like Lincoln, the one behind Miss Ross, until she was satisfied he wouldn't make any advances while she turned her back momentarily on the crowd. Behind her was a pick up truck, the back was down a a few card board boxes could be seen. Frankiee cut one of the boxes open before lifting it in her arms turning back to the audience. She let the box drop with a thud in front of her feet, a few pieces of paper spilling to the ground. For more information on this event please take a pamphlet |
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Giovanni's face turns red as the crowd look at him with a mixture of disdain and disgust, not willing to stand for this personal attack on his personal hygiene but also apprehensive, knowing what a sharp tongue Frankiee can have at times. Well Frankiee I might be able to get a shower if you hadn't broke it the other morning. flashes a smile in Frankiee's direction before continuing Anyways back to the issue here, it will be good to see who gets involved in this contest and how high - or low - the standard will be. If I wasn't so busy who knows I might even join in myself, although where I'm going to find people to work with now I dont know. Giovanni looks around at the people who are, either trying not to look him directly in the eye or still shuffling away ever so slightly, hoping he won't notice Frankiee damn you and your jokes and damn you all for believing her. Giovanni storms off fuming to go shower three times just to prove a point. |
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