
DIRT LANE
You all are familiar with speed writing and 'muses' - here is a catalyst for some speedy writing.
What can you come up with?
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I think staring at that picture many things flash past in your mind one of mine that intrested me was that the dirt road reminds me of my life a long and dirt road of coarse youll get bumps and youll get stuck in the mud but you will keep going till u reach ur destination.
SPEED WRITING
I as a long dirt road Artur was bored of saying 'r we there yet'. He was sick of listening to his little brothers 'crazy car' cd. He wanted something to happen something interesting...
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so he saw a girl on the side of the road. She hopped into the car and gave arturs parents a copy 'crazy bus' (which is almost the same as crazy car but its a bus) it started playing...
"crazy bus crazy bus riding up that crazy bus...."
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" yelled artur as the song played.
"shoosh artur u silly boy, we're listening to crazy bus" arturs mum said over the screaming.
then suddenly the car turned into a disco mobile. The whole family and the girl started dancing to 'Temperature' by Sean Paul. Artur started busting some break dancing moves when...BANG!!!!!!!
he got his big toblerone on and on and on and on...... and started doing the tango with the toblerone
then a big light came from above it took Artur up into the air and shook him then let go he flew all the way across the world and landed in China.
I was driving down the road in a corolla hehehehehehehehehehehehehhehehehhehehehehehehehhehehehehehehehehehehhehehehehehehehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
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