Current Events > The Exquisite Coprsr of Current Events (one post at a time story)

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Wherein, we collaborate and write a story one post at a time.

Enclose the body of each post in spoiler tags, with only a sentence or few at the end, to serve as a launching off point for the next poster. If you are adding to the story, do not read the previous posts body until you have written your contribution.

Rules subject to change, if theyre too annoying and/or unwieldy.

Horatio Charles Eustace Flanneur-Frottington IV was in high dudgeon. The idyllic tranquility of his morning bowel movement had been most harshly interrupted. It was a daily ritual that almost approached a religious observance, given the solemnity with which he approached the occasion. Although not corroborated by any form of empirical evidence or rigorous research by an impartial third party, he had nonetheless found that the relative ease, serenity and comfort of his morning evacuation would often provide forewarning for the character of the day. On mornings he found himself somewhat clogged or when things were perhaps a touch too loose and informed, he may as well remain in bed. He wondered on occasion whether he had been blessed with vague scatomantic powers.

On this particular morning, he was engaging in his aforementioned ritual, gazing out the window at beds of exquisitely maintained roses and assorted perennials, when he received the fright of his life, and almost fell off the dining table.

Oy! the homeowner screamed. Get outta my house!
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No takers?
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Goddamn it.
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