Can you write a little story using these phrases? (this is a creative exercise! NOT H.W.!!)?

Question

1) Without you I am not worth a red cent!
2) Give me ONE good reason to...and I will!
3) WHAT!!!??? You can't mean that!
4) Beautiful women are a dime a dozen.
5) Just how many times do I have to________
6) A man of distinction?...yea!!!

Fun!! Mah-velous stuff lads and lassies!!!

Answer 1

A small cafe-restaurant somewhere in the US.

SILVA: "Can you write a little story using these phrases? (this is a creative exercise! NOT H.W.!!)?"
BEANS: (2) Give me ONE good reason to...and I will!
SILVA: (3) WHAT!!!??? You can't mean that!
BEANS: *frowns* Okay I don't, i just don't think i can.
SILVA: Oh whatever Beans, you enjoy these exercises!
BEANS: That i do my good friend, that i do.
SILVA: Yeah, so... are you gonna write one for me?
BEANS: *thinks* ermmmm... IDK i just wrote two Silva, i don't know that i can come up with another one.
SILVA: Oh poo on you then! You're no fun! You didn't write me one!
SUNSHINE: HEEE HAW Ladies!
SILVA: Hey Sunshine!
BEANS: Hey Sunshine!
SUNSHINE: Whatcha all doing?
SILVA: I'm trying to persuade Beans to write me a little story.
SUNSHINE: Oh. < Plops down on chair; picks up a pencil> Write my good girl! Write like your life depended on it!
BEANS: *whines* I don't know that i can write another! I just did two!
SILVA: *rolls eyes* Oh whine whine whine.......
SUNSHINE: Okay then... suit yourself.
SILVA: See, Sunshine is writing me one!
BEANS: *pulls napkin away*
SUNSHINE: Hey!
BEANS: *holds up napkin* No she's not!
[ < Napkin has hearts drawn on it> Reads: SUNSHINE♥ MATT BABY! HEE HAW♥♥ ]
CHEESE: What's up ladies?
SILVA: (6) A man of distinction?...yea!!!
CHEESE: *looking around* Where?
ALL: laughing.
RIKI: Hey guys!
ALL: Hi Rikki!
SILVA: Hey, Come join us! We're writing stories!
BEANS: No, YOU'RE writing a story. Sunshine's writing love letters.
SILVA & SUNSHINE: *cover beans's mouth with hand* HUSH!
BEANS: *talking indistinctly while mouth is covered* MMFPF TLELSJHJHE STPORPSY ISJNS WITl OLOGFSSRE
ALL: What?!
BEANS: ............. I said...
SUNSHINE: Oh who cares! *giggles* Sushine LOOOOOVVEEESS Matt baby!
RIKKI: Okay, maybe I'll write a little something.
SUNSHINE: Bartender! I'll take a whiskey sour, some Asti Spumante.... erm, a bottle of the best Cab you have in house, erm... a few bottles of whatever brew you have that's decent, some absolute and the worlds tallest martini for my drunk friend in the corner.
SILVA: Come join us Cheese, Sunshine ordered you a beer.. or three? I'm not quite sure yet.
CHEESE: I'd love to! (4) Beautiful women are a dime a dozen.
RIKKI: *thinking* I'm not sure if that was a compliment or an insult....
CHEESE: I'm not sure either. But (1) Without you I am not worth a red cent!
RIKKI: Nice try at recovery but erm.....
CHEESE: Yeah well, 2 points for effort.
SILVA: Okay everyone, go to town, write me something good.
BEANS: Do i have to?
SILVA: Yes.
BEANS: Okay then....... It was ...a dark... and stormy night......
RIKKI: (5) Just how many times do I have to__tell you that makes a lousy opener!__
BEANS: *thinking* well.... i'm kinda fried! I've been writing for hours!
CHEESE & RIKKI: *thoughtfully* Yeah me too.........
SUNSHINE: Hold on honey. Letme get the worlds smallest violin to play you a sad sad song to go with that number! *laughs*
BEANS: *Sighs*
CHEESE: *thinks* okay what to write? what to write?
RIKKI: *thinking* Hmmmmm.
SUNSHINE: *thinking*
SILVA: Okay! Everyone! Have Fun!
ALL: <*loudly*> IT was a dark and stormy night..............

♥♥♥♥ the end ♥♥♥♥
2 3 6 4 1 5

Erm..... no story... but does a poor attmept at the worlds lousiest 5 minute sketch count as effort? ROFL ♥

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*edit* oh pshhhaw Sunshine! :) I liked your story!!
(and yours was a story my friend! i wrote a crap sketch lol.)
i liked your story A LOT. thumbs up for you too! ♥

Answer 2

With a rebel yell she cried more, more, more! I have been known to exagerate, but the towns people were shocked.I know it's hard to believe, but she always was a wild woman. If left up to I would never have gone that far, would it matter if I told you the lady was in love?

Answer 3

1. Without you I am not worth a red cent, but with you I'm 177.000 this year. 2. Give me ONE good reason to go and I will! 3. WHAT? You want me to leave? You can't mean that! I am not STUPID! 4. Beautiful women are a dime a dozen, but smart women stay! 5. Just how many times do I have to tell you? Forget the dumb bimbo, she will lose her looks soon. 6. A man of distintion? Your dreaming baby! Truly your a jerk! Yea! I'll be here till you die, get use to it...

Answer 4

Wait for me!

Answer 5

Gee Silva, domestic dispute today?
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Dora the dirty donkey flapped her tail, closed her soft brown eyes, then flipped her mane in her distinct debutante manner. “Without you I'm not worth a red cent?” “Without you I AM NOT WORTH A RED CENT!” ARE YOU CWAAZZY BOY? I know you’re crazy.”

Captain Hook turned away, frustrated and depressed and, like so many pirates, unable to summon the words to express feelings as foreign to his mind as hyperdimensional subconscious communications from future races of space ghosts.

“Hee Haw, Hee Haw…Give me OOOOONE good…. Hee Hawwww… reason to stay...and I will!” brayed Dora somewhat emphatically. “You think beautiful women are a dime a dozen?” I DON’T THINK SO! Just how many times do I have to remind you CAPTAIN? Hmmmm? YOU DON’T RESPECT ME! AND I SACRIFICED EVERYTHING FOR YOU!

Beneath the calm facade, that familiar fever was a brewin’ inside Captain. His very pride at stake, along with his marriage to Dora. “Awww shux, it just ain’t worth it no more,” Hook muttered curtly. “NO man of distinction, such as myself, should have to endure this crud. It’s…it’s jes' over.” And with that, he stepped out of the hot tub.

“WHAT!!!??? Stammered Dora. What? You don't mean that!” "You CAN'T mean that. A man of distinction?...yea!!! I HATE YOU. I HATE YOU. I HAAAAATE YOUUUUUUUU!!!” Then Dora slowly sank into the chlorine and warm bubbles and cried a cry of years gone by, of tears wasted, of mistakes acknowledged and finally embraced. At last.

The next morning, each pretended nothing had occurred the night before. Nothing at all. And life went on just as it had the previous 5 years.

Answer 6

Dodge City, Kansas
Circa 1873

"Kitty's Irish Suitor"

"(4) Beautiful women are a dime a dozen, but YOU, Miss Kitty....Hmmmmm..... I'd sure like to put me boots by your bed, tonight." The cowboy smiled seductively as he waited for Kitty's reply.
"(5) Just how many times do I have to tell you?! I do NOT sleep with strangers." Though sounding annoyed, Kitty was secretly attracted to the man's persistence as well as his stature. At 6'7", he was the same height as that of Matt Dillon, her former boyfriend who had ended their relationship ....shattering Kitty's heart.The cowboy tipped his hat and bowed slightly...."Well then....Let me introduce meself...... The name's Donny Flannigan." Kitty was always a sucker for the Irish immigrants who were making their way out West. She enjoyed their sing-song accent and happy-go-lucky attitude to almost everything. Most of them had nearly starved in their homeland. Coupled with their secondhand citizenship, due to English dominance, they were delighted to be in America....To them it was one big circus with unLIMITED possibilites. This man was a reminder to her of all that she loved about this new breed of cowboy.
"Donny, my good fellow. You come across as a man of ....distinction."
"(6) A man of distinction?...yea!!! That's me!!! I'm a former boxing champion, don't ye know ! Is that a 'yes,' then, Miss Kitty?" Donny had been in the saddle for the past three weeks. Kitty, with all her sophistication and charm looked like heaven, to him.
She shrugged her shoulders and headed for the backroom....."Let's just take this slowly, shall we?"

At that moment the swinging doors flew open and in walked Matt ....
"MATT!!! Hello! See ya, Donny!!" Kitty walked past him as she fairly flew to Matt's side.
"(3) WHAT!!!??? You can't mean that! Miss Kitty!!" He glared at Matt.
Oblivious to all of the drama, Matt took a seat and ordered a beer....."Soooo, Kitty. What's new?" he asked in a jovial manner.
Kitty had hoped to be more coy, more elusive, but it was impossible to rein her ardor...."Oh, MATT!!!!! Come back to me. PLEASE!! (1) Without you I am not worth a red cent!"
Matt began to squirm in his chair.......... "Uhhhh, Kitty. You know the way things are. Please..... don't do this."
Donny watched the expression on Kitty's face when Matt got up. It pained him to see someone so nonchalantly brush her off in this fashion. He blocked Matt's way...... "The lady was speaking to you, mister."
Matt stared at him...."Yeah. I know. And now I'm leaving."
" You're not leaving until she says so. Now sit down and be a gentleman."
"Don't think I got your name, cowboy....Mine's Dillon....U.S. Marshal Dillon."
"I don't care if you're St. Patrick himself.....Sit down and show the lady a little respect."
As Matt pushed him aside, Donny let loose with a double-fisted blow to the back of Matt's neck. As he stopped short, wincing in pain, Donny delivered blow after blow. Matt crumpled to the floor.

Kitty ran to Matt's side...... "What's the MATTER with you, you dumb 'Mick.'?! You've hurt him!!!"
Donny was dumbfounded....."But Miss Kitty.... He didn't behave as a gentleman should." He looked at her earnestly......"You're a lady, Miss Kitty. He didn't bat an eyelash when you poured your heart out. I couldn't just sit here and watch him debase you, lass."
Kitty stood up .....She was at a loss for words. The man she loved was lying on the floor, unconscious, though beginning to come to. She knew he had left her for another.........Never to return.
Donny helped a wobbly Matt to his feet.

The scene ends with Kitty half smiling at Matt as she goes upstairs with Donny.
Matt rubs his jaw and leaves the Long Branch.....half smiling.