☼ Can you write an amusing little tale that includes 6 of these lines?

Question

1. When you're in love it's the most glorious two and a half days of your life
2. It's cold and rainy. Okay....You.Me. Hot bath.....Yummy~~~~
3. Singing my life with his song.
4. Put that badge back on, Matt. We need you.
5. The man has me under a spell.
6. My grandmother was a juggler: she used to worry about six things at once.
7. Ohhhhhhh, what a wit!
8. I slapped him into next week. He'll be back on Tuesday.
9. In such a situation, you have no time to think. Instinct takes over.
10. What the hell am I doing in Canada?Hey! They have moose up here. Are moose carnivorous?

█ Haaaa. This is NOT homework. I graduated from college 35 years ago. This is merely good, wholesome fun on YA, folks.◄◄

Answer 1

X 1. When you're in love it's the most glorious two and a half days of your life
X 2. It's cold and rainy. Okay....You.Me. Hot bath.....Yummy~~~~
X 3. Singing my life with his song.
X 4. Put that badge back on, Matt. We need you.
X 5. The man has me under a spell.
X 6. My grandmother was a juggler: she used to worry about six things at once.
X 7. Ohhhhhhh, what a wit!
X 8. I slapped him into next week. He'll be back on Tuesday.
X 9. In such a situation, you have no time to think. Instinct takes over.
X 10. What the hell am I doing in Canada?Hey! They have moose up here. Are moose carnivorous?

I rode into town on a dark, dreary day, and stopped in at the Long Branch Saloon. A winsome redhead was behind the bar, polishing a glass. "Getcher, cowboy?" she asked.

"Asti Spumante," I said.

"Yo're funnin' me. Ain't got that here, just rotgut," she said, and winked.

"Yeah, pour me one of those, then, and tell me a story."

"You'll pay extra for the story. Hmm... [2] it's cold and rainy. Okay... You. Me. Hot bath... Yummy," she replied with a wink.

Some of the other fellers in the saloon laughed. "Doncha go gettin' your hopes up, stranger," called one.

"Aw, you shet up," said the redhead. "Now where was I? Oh yes. Ain't no woman ever loved a man like I loved my Matt." She looked mournful. "Well, my granny liked him too, maybe. [6] My grandmother was a juggler: she used to worry about six things at once."

I took a sip of the rotgut. I'd had worse, but I couldn't remember when.

"[1] When you're in love it's the most glorious two and a half days of your life, and then it gets better after that," she said with a sigh. "At least it's supposed to."

I nodded. It seemed like the right thing to do.

"So I said to him, let's run off together. He took off his badge, --"

Another man in the room interrupted with "And I tol' him, '[4] Put that badge back on, Matt. We need you.'"

"Shet up!" said the redhead. I'm a-telling this story, not you." She banged the glass down on the counter. "Now where was I? We got on his horse, and started a-riding. And while we were riding, he was a-singing, 'I got spurs that jingle jangle jingle' --"

"That jingle," all the men in the saloon broke out in harmonic chorus. I gathered they'd heard this story before.

"Shet up!" said the redhead. "He was, like, [3] singing my life with his song. I tell ya, [5] the man has me under a spell." She paused a moment, as if listening to something I couldn't hear... or as if waiting for someone to interrupt so she could tell him to shut up again.

"We rode for... a long time, I guess. Finally, he stopped in a green green meadow, with little daisies and other such flowers. It was all so wonderful and romantic. [9] In such a situation, you have no time to think. Instinct takes over."

"Don't go swooning now," called one of the men.

"Shet up! Di'n't I tell you that before?" she shouted.

"Sure did, I remember it from last time," said the man.

"[7] Ohhhhhhh, what a wit!" said the redhead. "Now where was I? Oh yes, it was cozy and romantic, and I tried to plant a good one right on his kisser. His horse reared up, and threw me 'rse over teakettle! I landed on me bum."

A polite laughter came from the crowd.

"And Matt, he was a-laughing and a-laughing at me! And I tol' him 'I am so mad I'm a-gonna walk home. Where are we anyway?'"

"And Matt, he was a-laughing, and he said 'We're in Canada!'"

"And I said --"

All the men in the saloon joined her in saying: "[10] What the hell am I doing in Canada? Hey! They have moose up here. Are moose carnivorous?"

After a moment, the redhead continued. "Matt, he kept a laughing, and so [8] I slapped him into next week. He'll be back on Tuesday."

The men in the saloon applauded wildly at this. A couple of them came up and clapped me on the back. "You done survived the telling of Miss Kitty Russell's tale, cowboy! That's something!"

Answer 2

When you're in love it's the most glorious two and a half days of your life!! I ran away from home with a complete stranger when I was sixteen. I thought I had found true love.
We drove in his old beat up Mercedes car for days until I saw a sign that said, 'Welcome to Ontario, Canada!"
"What the hell am I doing in Canada?Hey! They have moose up here. Are moose carnivorous?" I asked in fright. He just smiled at me and that was when I noticed his scary gap tooth that looked like a dilapidated fence in his mouth. He had what looked like dried vomit on his shoes and to put it mildly, he stank. In such a situation, you have no time to think. Instinct takes over. Common sense knew there was no way I could have run off from home with such a vile creature. The man has me under a spell, surely! I slapped myself hard to break the spell and wake up from this nightmare. He looked at me with some shock and surprise. Then nodded his head sagely.
"I know It's cold and rainy. Okay....You.Me. Hot bath.....Yummy~~~~!" Just the thought of that picture he created made my skin crawl. I slapped him into next week. He'll be back on Tuesday, if he ever makes it back. I should have listened to my grandmother. "Never trust the human species!" she always admonished. My grandmother was a juggler: she used to worry about six things at once. The weather and Y!A were her favorite worries.

Answer 3

ok bring it on/
what the hell am idoing in canada?hey! they have moose up here.are carnivous? oh yeah this is fact that man has put me under a spell i swear,when you're in love it's the most glorious two days of your like. it's like he is singing my life with his sweet magical song.in such situations you just have to let go and have instinct rule over you. just ''it's a cold and rainy. okay honey...you and me and a hot bath,,,doesn't that just sound yummy.afterwords i'll say put that badge back, matt.They need you.don't become like my grandmother i'd always say. ny grandmother was a juggler;she used to worry about six things at once go ahead do your thing i'll always be there for you and like i tell everybody else you screw uo i'll being saying to my neighbor "and i slapped into next. he'll be back on Tuesday.

yes i poposely wrote this in a woman's point of view cause a guy don'y say thangs like that and for the record i'm not gay because i can write in a woman's point of it's just a tallent

Answer 4

My grandmother was a juggler:she used to worry about 6 things at once. Like having to include 6 lines into this tale. Once in a far away land I went on a magical carpet ride to Japan, but once I stepped of the carpet and realised I wasnt in Japan I said "What the hell am I doing in Canada? Hey! They have moose up here. Are moose carnivorous? Before I knew it I was high up on the antlers of a moose! In such a situation,you have no time to think. Instinct takes over. At that instant I leaned foward, I slapped him into next week. He'll be back on tuesday. The Sherrif and his deputy came riding over on a white moose to see what all the comotion was about, the sherrif was so shocked to see a flying carpet he threw his badge off. The deputy yelled. "Put that badge back on, Matt we need you!" He put his badge back on and he and his deputy rode off into the sunset on their white moose, turning around to say "When you're in love its the most glorious two and a half days of your life." And as the sun was setting over moose land. I climbed back on my carpet clicked my heels together and said, "theres no place like home!" (lol hows that a lil crazy but it was fun! hahahah)

Answer 5

My grandmother was a juggler: she used to worry about six things at once. Those six things were the men in her life. She raised five strapping sons while caring for an ailing husband. She was a petite powerhouse, all of 5'1" and weighing in at 98 pounds soaking wet. But, she ruled with an iron fist. I never heard her raise her voice to the men in her life. She just had a way of running the show. I always marveled at how such a diminutive diva could have such complete command over 800 pounds of testosterone driven brawn.

Now, fast forward to the present day. Here I am, granddaughter of ths male-controlling legend, and two people who shared so much DNA could not have been so opposite. I see a devastatingly handsome man, and POOF! my will leaves me. That in itself wouldn't be so bad, but my brain goes on vacation at the same time. In my line of work as a bank teller, I am in a fairly constant state of brain fog. Just yesterday, a James Arness look-alike sauntered up to my window to make a transaction. My knees got weak and my head swam. In such a situation, you have no time to think. Instinct takes over. I heard myself making inane comments like, "gee, it's a nice day, isn't it?" Those baby blues gave me a quizzical look and I realized it was raining outside. Ohhhhh, what a wit! Idiot! I handed him his envelope and he sauntered away. I wanted to yell, "Put that badge back on, Matt. We need you." Hell, I NEED YOU!!

I wonder if other women are like this. They seem so cool and collected as they walk down the street with their $400.00 Power Woman suits and their Gucci bags. They are confidence personified as I wait for the 4:45 bus to take me home. On the opposite corner, a tanned Adonis with long, dark hair pulled back into a ponytail pulls out a guitar and begins to play. The man has me under his spell. Soon, he is killing me softly, singing my life with his song. It's cold and rainy, but I don't care. I'm thinking, Okay...You. Me. Hot bath...Yummy. And, yes, you guessed it. I missed the bus and ended up spending money I didn't have on cab fare to get home.

How do these other women do it? I think about starlets who seem to change men almost as often as they change their underwear. I guess when you're in love it's the most glorious two and a half days of your life. But, I have to admit that having a never-ending supply of lovers does have a certain appeal. By the time I get home, I am soaking wet, hungry and mad at myself. I have to stop riding this emotional roller coaster. Should I abandon this obsession with the opposite sex? Maybe I could join a nunnery. Then, I wonder if there is a 12 step program for the hormonally insane. I slam down my purse, walk over to the Chippendale's calendar on the wall and fling it across the room. Mr. January frowns at me as he flies by, as if I slapped him into next week. It doesn't really matter, because I know the gesture is futile. I can forsake him on Monday, but....He'll be back on Tuesday.

Answer 6

i will say like 1. meaning the first line.

1. the first day u love him/her, and the next half of the day u find out (s)he is a jerk. One day 2. everything is good. "i love my life so much....la la la la la....."3. then i walk out of the office and my general says 4. but then a evil man witch throws dust on the cop. and he starts rolling on the ground laughing. The general yells. 7. but the cop snaps back at the general and says 5. the general says 6. so u can do more then one thing now.9. i leaped up and told the general to hit me so. the general 8. i opened my eyes, only whering my clothes soaked in cows blood. EWWWW! then i say 10.

hope this is good, it took me a while

Answer 7

When you're in love, it's the most glorious two and a half days of you life.

It all started out on a promiscuous Wednesday evening. I had just eaten a fine meal with the man of my dreams. It's cold and rainy. ''Okay. I said to Nick, my newest guy. ''It's cold and rainy. You plus me. Hot bath... yummy.'' He laughed and we headed to the bathroom. We hopped in the bubbling jacuzzi tub. He suddenly started singing. I joined in. It was of nonsense at first, but I realized he was singing my life with his song. His dreamy voice carried me on into a trance state. The man had me under a spell.That was the night we fell asleep in the bathtub.

The next morning I woke up to his smiling face, with the realization we had fallen asleep in the bathtub. I had a kink in my neck, but the smile on his face was worth the pain.

I attempted to get ready for work. I put my hair in a loose ponytail and dabbed on some makeup. I drove to the grocery store. I clocked in. Working the cash register doesn't exactly take skills, but it takes endurance. Some of the customers at Hardy-Mart aren't exactly a bucket of joy.

''I specifically saw that this item is 50% off. I'm not leaving here until I speak to the manager now!'' ''Calm down ma'am, please. I'll get the manager. He should be able to do something, I just don't see that we have that in our system.'' ''Can I get a manager at register five please; a manager a register five.'' The words from my mouth rung across Hardy-Mart.

Soon, Matt, the assistant manager showed up. He took over the issue as I stood there helpless. ''I'm sorry ma'am but that sale ended on the cashews yesterday. There's just nothing I can do. I'm sorry.'' ''Last time I shop here!'' she yelled. ''That's it.'' said Matt. I can't do it any more. I quit!'' He took off his badge, proudly sporting ''Hello my name is Matt'' across it's face. He threw it across a few lanes of registers. ''Oh, Matt.'' I pitied the man. ''Put that badge back on, Matt. We need you.'' Matt always had a way of blowing things out of proportion. ''See--'' I started. ''Yeah I know things aren't that bad.'' he said. He walked over and picked up the badge and pinned it back on his shirt. Managing definitely was not his ideal profession.

After a stressful day at work, I came home to a load of house work. My grandmother was a juggler, she worry about six things at once. Oh what a wit! I, however, can only worry myself with one thing at a time. So I tackled the dishes, then the laundry, then the vacuuming and other miscellaneous duties.

After I plopped on the good ol' comfy couch, Nick called with bad news. ''Can't come tonight...'' he said. ''I've got this thing.'' ''What thing?'' I asked. ''Just a thing.'' ''Okay.'' I said over the receiver. I knew something was up.

I suspiciously snooped around the computer finding various women's pictures. I found a conversation between him and some lady named Margo Damian. I found the address and knew he must be there tonight. I printed off the address and directions. I stormed to my car in fury. In such a situation, you have no time to think. Instinct takes over. I slammed on my brakes and pounded on the door to Margo Damian's house. I saw Nick with an attractive blonde woman who came to answer the door. I slapped him into the next week. He'll be back on Tuesday.

I got back in my car. I was so furious! In my fury, I deliriously drove north. I just kept driving north until I saw a sign that said ''Welcome to Canada!'' I got out of my car. ''What the hell am I doing in Canada?'' I said to myself out loud. ''Hey! they have moose up here. Wait... are moose carnivorous? Uh oh...''

THE END.

hope you enjoyed. ;)

Answer 8

i doubt this is her homework, 1 these sound like movie lines, and 2, it is in the middle of christmas, and new years, i think everyone is onn break.

but i probably could write one, but it would be far too much to sit here and type. sorry...

Answer 9

I'd help you out if....if you did your own work and not rely on others to do it for you.

Answer 10

I think you need to do your own homework.