%$ Can you write an interesting paragraph using these random words??

Question

1. detective
2. haunted house
3. strange sounds
4. quite by accident
5. Pickett's Charge
6. wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door

Answer 1

This city we live in is a marvelous place, which delights the eyes, tickles the ears and tantalizes the nostrils with the gases of promised pleasure which emanate from various places, such as the hot dog stand, the cotton candy man, and oh yes, the movie theater's buttery popcorn. Unfortunately, today was not a day for pleasant things. Then again, when they call me, it's not usually to talk about anything pleasant. I carry a badge. Detective Harold L. Butterworth is my name (no relation to the pancake syrup lady, Ma'am).
9:45 p.m. We received a distress call from an odd couple. The called reported strange sounds coming from their attic, and they claimed that no one was up there. They didn't know what was going on, and believed that the only explanation was supernatural. Of course, this is ridiculous. It is a proven fact that all existence ends after physical death of the body. Comprehensive studies have been done to show that nothing outside of the physical world which we perceive so perfectly with our five senses has ever, or could ever, exist. So, there remained only two possibilities: either the couple was lying, or they were deluded. In either case, we needed to take them in for extensive psychological screening. I needed to stake out the place and make sure that there would be no surprises. It happened quite by accident, that I stopped at a drugstore to pick up a carton of cigarettes, when I overheard the stock clerk and his buddy talking about the town of Gettysburg, Pennsylvania and some strange things that happened following Pickett's Charge. It ended with the word "ghosts," and this compelled me to my soapbox once again. I grabbed the young hooligan by the shirt and said, "Now you listen to me, fella, there's no such thing as ghosts. I don't know what you've been smoking, but you had better cut it out. Because you're not going to get away with that crap in my town, Mister."
10:05 p.m. I arrived at the residence at Cornwallis Avenue. An old, Victorian-style mansion, complete with an iron fence in the front and two stone gargoyles flanking the front door. If there were a such thing as a haunted house, this could be one. But there isn't. That's a fact, plain and simple. The only ghosts are the ones in people's fantasies, the ones that originate in those movies and comic books that should be banned. I knocked on the door, and for some reason, I felt I needed to place my hand on my sidearm. The door creaked open, and the pale, white, thin woman looked through me, eyes glazed, wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door.
"You must be......the one." Naturally, this isn't the kind of response a policeman is accustomed to getting.
"Detective Butterworth. You called about some strange noises, ma'am?" I made sure I had my handcuffs on me.
"Yes," she sounded, in an ethereal voice. I was nervous, and I didn't know why.
"Mind if I come in and take a look?"
She grinned from ear to ear. "I would just love that."
As the door closed behind me, I realized that there were no lights on inside the house. I reached for my flashlight, but it wasn't there.
"Ma'am?" I tried not to sound fearful.
The only thing I remember after that was the distant laughter, which grew louder and louder, until I blacked out.

Answer 2

Just last night, the detective laid in bed and read a story about Pickett's Charge. He was excited for today, he knew he was going to that very location. Quite by accident though, he ended up at a haunted house. He knocked on the door only to find a strange woman. She looked as though she was wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door. He thought her quite odd. Still, being a detective and curious, he followed her to the parlor where he was told to wait. Suddenly, he heard the strangest sounds. He jumped strait up because it was too much for even him. Suddenly, he realized that he'd just awoken from a strange dream. The detective decided to read some more until he could fall back to sleep and not think about his odd dream ever again.

Answer 3

The detective, quite by accident, spied a woman wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door. He led an all out Pickett's Charge that failed and as he retreated, strange sounds could be heard coming from the haunted house. How's that ?

Give me a ten or at least a high five.

Answer 4

Quite by accident I found Pickett's charge making strange sounds in the detective's haunted house. I was startled as she run to me wearing a face that she keeps in a jar by the door. "How random is this?" I asked.

Answer 5

Blue skies have been seen for miles, surrounding the Pentagon as Sunshine climbed into the taxi. She have been favourite for weeks, with the aid of the cab motive force. As luck might have it, the cabbie stumbled on a wallet on the tip of his shift, Sunshine's wallet. on a similar time as checking for id, he stumbled on a value tag stub for the action picture, 'shall we Dance' and a fortune analyzing, "that's stable to be a seeker". as quickly as he found out who's wallet he stumbled on, the elusive guy finally calls Sunshine, to enable her understand, and in all probability ask her out for a drink. while Sunshine heard his voice on the different end of the telephone, she thought, 'the burden has been lifted, it took me continuously to get this guy's interest.'