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[three seven]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of

[rhymegirl]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames.

[three seven]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting

[rhymegirl]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm

[three seven]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm so lightheaded

[rhymegirl]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm so lightheaded."

"Here's the taxi!

[three seven]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm so lightheaded."

"Here's the taxi! Wake up!" sang

[rhymegirl]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm so lightheaded."

"Here's the taxi! Wake up!" sang Viggo.
(Editorial note: Don't forget the plan)

Peggy woke up

[three seven]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm so lightheaded."

"Here's the taxi! Wake up!" sang Viggo.
(Editorial note: Don't forget the plan)

Peggy woke up just as a

[rhymegirl]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm so lightheaded."

"Here's the taxi! Wake up!" sang Viggo.

Peggy woke up just as a speedboat appeared. A

[ZaZ]

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm so lightheaded."

"Here's the taxi! Wake up!" sang Viggo.

Peggy woke up just as a speedboat appeared. A gap-toothed doofus driver

[rhymegirl]

"My money's gone!" Peggy shook her pocketbook up and down but it was still empty. "Oh crap!" she said. "How will I get home?"

The dark night sang wild against the calm sea.

She began to scream, waving her arms around frantically
in an attempt to flag down the small speedboat.

The boat slowed; a good-looking man asked her if she needed a ride.

Peggy blushed.

"I....I guess." Nervously, she climbed into the boat. "I don't usually accept rides from strangers. I hope you're not a weirdo."

Viggo laughed and whipped out his autobiography. "Read this and tell
me if I'm someone you recognize."

Peggy began reading.

"Wow.........you're Viggo, that hunk from the underwear ads."

Viggo frowned. "That's not my member number," looking over the page.

"I'm ready to start a new movie."

"So am I," she said. "Funny we're meeting now."

Suddenly, he reached forward and kissed her.

Peggy slapped her hands on the side of the boat. "Wow, your breath reeks!" she cried, reaching to undo her life jacket, "I just got implants!"

"Allllll right!" said Viggo, his eyes lighting up. Then Peggy fell overboard.

"Heeeeellllp!" Peggy screamed.

"Use your buoys!" Viggo shouted. Laughing, he pulled her into the boat. It began sinking.

"Oh Viggo, darling! Quickly! I float!"

Viggo bailed out on top of a friendly dolphin. It wasn't thrilled until it realized who he was.

It alerted other sea creatures with squeaking noises. Viggo

tried to make it stop by passionately kissing it.

Peggy was revolted, yet strangely aroused. "Oh, Viggo, darling! Kiss me like a wet fish."

So Viggo did! Specifically, a piranha.

"Owwww!' Peggy squealed. "You bit me."

"I'm kinda weird. Let's swim back like we're salmon!"

"Ok, as long as you behave!"

Viggo feigned agreement, secretly scheming to wait until she wasn't looking and release a biblical amount of something. Corinthians, not Genesis.

Peggy suddenly screamed. Spawning hadn't figured into her game plan.

"Come on baby, light my fire!" screamed Viggo, releasing built up tension.

Suddenly a shark appeared behind them--a great white. Viggo attacked it with Peggy's pocketbook.

"Bounce a check against its nose!" Peggy also struck upon the idea of poking it with Viggo's outstretched switchblade. "TAKE THIS!"

"Diner's Club International?" joked Viggo, stupidly.

"Shut up, fool! This isn't funny!"

Suddenly the shark bit Peggy's arm, tearing it off.

Viggo fainted at once, leaving Peggy swimming in circles. He hated blood.

Peggy yelled, "Holy mother of God!"

Viggo woke up just as the shark spit out Peggy's wedding ring.

"You're MARRIED?" cried the shark. "With kids I suppose."

Licking his lips, Viggo said, "Does shark taste like dolphin?"

Peggy vomited profusely, spattering Viggo's face. "YOU JERK! CAN'T YOU SEE MY ARM IS MISSING?! HELP ME!"

Viggo contemplated that. "It's not missing, it's right THERE!"

"YOU'RE NOT HELPING! I've got seventeen pounds of sausages back home. Please, children and cookers are important. Call me a taxi!"

"What about us?"

"I'm bleeding to death! You men!"

The shark still watched them suspiciously. Its tummy rumbled.

"Okay, I'll help, provided you promise to be my lover."

"Yeah, whatever, just help."

Viggo whistled to a waiting taxi. "Hey, over here," he gurgled. "What's your name?"

"Are you talkin' to me?" asked the shark.

"No, the broad, stupid. Get outta here!"

"It's Peggy. Don't gimme none of those derogatory nicknames." Peggy was starting to shiver. "I'm so lightheaded."

"Here's the taxi! Wake up!" sang Viggo.

Peggy woke up just as a speedboat appeared. A gap-toothed doofus driver
waved at her.

A dream. It was all just a dream.

"Hey, baby, want a ride?" called Doofus.

"No thanks," said Peggy.


THE END

[three seven]

Oh yeah, wait until I've gone to bed...

[rhymegirl]

Sorry.

I ended it because someone else was adding onto it and he didn't know the ending we had in mind. I was afraid that would make the story go on and on and on....

But there's a brand new story in progress as you know!

Kate

[Vipersniper]

"My money is gone." But then I am not worried because I never had it in the first place. In fact when they make out my check it is sent to whom it may concern. Heck where I live if I make fifteen cents the tax office wants fourteen cents of it and the federal government wants the other penny. My money is gone and I am all alone but hey if you find some that you want to contribute to my pocketbook it is open and feel free to donate. And I will write you out a receipt so you can file taxes. If you believe this then you will just have to run down the street and catch the thief that took it. But hey no sweat because it wasn't mine to begin with. Darn it the guy followed me into the bank after I robbed it. They overcharged me on my account and applied all those extra fees so they do not call it bank robbery for nothing.

[rhymegirl]

Just a little note:

This story has ended. We wrote it 3 words at a time til we felt we found a good place for it to end.

If you want to start a new 3-word post (Begin with 3 words, then someone will add 3 more words, and so on) you can start a brand new thread under Exercises, Prompts and Games.