**- Can you write an amusing story that includes 6 of these phrases?

Question

1. There's some baaaaaad voodoo in this place.
2. Whew! That was close.
3. This just proves my point!
4. Ahhhhhhh.........the plot thickens.
5. And just who might YOU be?
6. Now where did you get an idea like that?!
7. Sometimes you just have to let art.......flow....... over you.
8. Passionate kisses
9. OMG. First you steal my popularity, then my earrings!
10. Holy cow and mother of glory!

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Answer 1

(7) Sometimes you just have to let art.......flow....... over you before you really grasp what you are looking at. I stared at the painting of the couple exchanging (8) passionate kisses for a long time before realizing what I was looking at. (10) "Holy cow and mother of glory!" I shouted in my head, that's my old schoolteacher, Miss. Crumpet in that painting. She was younger in the picture than when she was my teacher, but that was her for sure. I was shocked as she had always seemed such a prim and proper women, certainly not the woman portrayed in this painting.

My curiosity got the better of me, so I went to see Miss Crumpet at the nursing home where she now resided. She was accompanied to the visiting area by an older gentleman who seemed quite protective of her, although he kept himself slightly removed from our conversation. After the nurse introduced, Miss Crumpet aske (5) "And just who might YOU be?". I explained that I had been her student more than 30 years ago. I told her about the painting of her I had seen in the museum. "You thought the woman in the painting was me?," she asked. (6) Now where did you get an idea like that?!" As she spoke I noticed the older gentleman smiling to himself as if recalling something pleasant. I insisted to Miss Crumpet that it had to be her or her doppleganger. I described how the background appeared to be the skyline of Paris. "Ahh, knowing (3) this just proves my point!" she said, "as I have never been to Paris." I was hoping to find out who the gentleman in the painting was I told her. "Ahhhhh...the plot thickens," she said smiling. You hoped to find out if I had had some secret affair in my past. I am sorry to disappoint you sonny, but no, there is no secret lover to disclose."

I still believed the woman in the painting was her, but could not get her to concede that it was. She didn't seem angry about my assertion, and even indicated she was flattered I would think the woman in the painting was her. Finally, I took my leave.

She wished me well as the older gentleman escorted away. When she thought she was out of earshot, I heard her say to the man, (2) Whew! That was close Pablo. I thought for a while he was going to figure out that the man in the picture was you. You are still as handsome as you were then and don't look a day older." He pulled her closer to him and said "And you are as beautiful as you were in Paris," as they disappeared around the corner.

I never told anyone else about Miss Crumpet or the painting, and she is still remembered as the staid schoolteacher she had been in town for nearly 50 years. But I have never looked at any school teacher in quite the same way since.

Answer 2

"Whew! That was close," I heard.

I turned around. It was Rob standing next to me, he was practicing for his audition. I saw Joe coming over to me. Ah, the plot thickens. "This just proves my point," he muttered. We had both gone our own ways a while back after a business deal, and neither of us really wanted to see each other again. He regarded the separation as pointless though, because we were both actors in a small town. The chances that we'd find different places to work were pretty slim.

I ignored him.

"Number 673?"

That was my number, I went in.

"And just who might you be?" They were sarcastically enthusaistic.

"I'm here to audition"

"Holy cow and mother of glory!" More sarcasm.

I told them my name, and started acting out my lines. "Sometimes you just have to let art.... flow... over you. Let it be known that n-"

"Stop," they interrupted me. "You are probably the worst actor I have ever seen. And 'Keanu Reeves, what kind of a name is that? Just leave."

Answer 3

a daunting scene got here approximately on Saturday final in our borough . A driving mower took off at a velocity of 60 mph with the solid burgher aboard." i think of that's slightly a sticky wicket, my solid guy." I intoned as I watched from at the back of one in all my rose timber. "somebody call Scotland backyard!" contained in direction of the chaos, a scream must be heard" and above that, the roar of arriving constables."that's unfavourable! I yelled from the bush. "merely the info maam" The stoic officer responded. The Queen has made her determination. we've a sniper here to take out the mower. The shot and then the dying rattle of the mower. The unfavourable guy stumbled from the wood babbling "i think of my father or mom angel could be slightly deranged. Ahhhhhh.....finished quiet...finally!!