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Post by kayqt on Mar 30, 2015 11:21:16 GMT
I'll provide the first paragraph, someone else supplies the next, and so on:
Jacob woke with a start. It was still dark, in the region of three a.m. if he was any judge. Something had torn him from deep slumber. He tuned his ears to the slightest sound, heart rate rising, every muscle ready. There was nothing. Only the sounds of the house gently cooling. He relaxed, preparing once more to sleep. The slightest murmuration from the hall outside his room brought him bolt upright, the duvet gripped in his left hand as he fumbled for the phone with his right.
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Post by richardk on Mar 30, 2015 14:37:37 GMT
He fumbled again as he dialled 911, 'Police, how may I help you?' said the voice, tiredly
'Hello, this is Judge Jacob Finglestein of 2643 Hillside Drive.'
'Yes, Judge, what is the problem?'
'If I am any Judge, there is a murmuration of innumerable bees outside my bedroom door.'
'Well, you just told me you are a judge so how is that a major problem? How many are there? Think of all that honey you can look forward to.'
'That is all very well but I am allergic to bees, I come out in hives.'
The house continued to cool, creaking as it went. The Judge still gripped the duvet with his left hand, he didn't think he had the right to argue. So he told the start he had gone to bed with to get dressed and count how many bees there were in the hall of the bungalow.
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Post by rhymer on Mar 30, 2015 17:48:43 GMT
Having gone to bed with a start he found he had woken with a jerk, what was worse the jerk actually went to count the bees.
The poor jerk was stung so many times that he became quite ill. The judge dialed 911 once more this time for an ambulance.
The paramedics soon swept up the bees and threw the jerk into the ambulance. Climbing back into the cab the crew radioed though
to the local A&E with a estimated time of arrival only to find the engine would not start.
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Post by kayqt on Apr 1, 2015 8:50:32 GMT
'$*!!%@' shouted the paramedic, who had recently attended a course on communicating with the public. 'There's nothing else for it, we'll have to buzz for a cab.'
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Post by richardk on Apr 1, 2015 13:31:33 GMT
The radio beeped, it was A & E. 'We can't start the engine from here, Andy and Emma, you have to put the key in the ignition and turn it.'
'OK, thanks,' said Emma as the engine started on her first try. She put the Ambulance in gear and they set off down the road with a start and a jerk - the back of the vehicle was getting quite crowded now as they had also picked up some interference on the radio and the cab driver, of course who had responded to the buzz. Emma turned round as she drove, to practice her communication skills with the growing audience.
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Post by johnwatts05 on Apr 1, 2015 15:10:36 GMT
Quite a hubub developed. The cabby was delighted to be included in the party as he feared that this early hour summons might have been a sting; but then realised with a rueful start, who he was chatting amiably to, that he had left his Cab behind. Andy ,who was expert in all matters, suggested that if the ambulance did breakdown it would be easy to jerk-start it; but the Judge who was obviously devoted to both of them ruled this as inadmissible because jerk was to highly stung and they were both under age in any case. In fact jerk was now in a lot of pain and having convulsions so they traveled on with foreboding.
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Post by rhymer on Apr 1, 2015 18:41:24 GMT
But Emma who was driving was becoming very tired so handed over the seat to foreboding. Never having had the opportunity to have driving lessons, foreboding found himself overwhelmed. In the meantime start began an argument with jerk who then punched foreboding which annoyed all the others until overwhelmed slammed on the brakes sending the ambulance into a skid. Blue lights and sirens announced the arrival of the local constabulary who thought the ambulance had run over a "stinger".
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Post by richardk on Apr 1, 2015 19:32:46 GMT
'I never did run over those bees,' said Emma, who was mortified at being thought of a suspect, 'but it's fair cop,' she said to PC Barney Blake, who had fair hair and bee-stung lips. The constabulary sent for a black Maria as with, Emma, Andy, the Jerk, the Start, the cab driver, the Interference, overwhelmed and the four Bodings, there wasn't enough room in the back of the police car for them all to be taken into custardy, not with the elephants swimming upside down so... |
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