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    Here's a prime example of "Men Are From Mars, Women Are From
    Venus" offered by an English professor from the University of Phoenix.

    The professor told his class one day, "Today we will experiment with a
    new form called the tandem story. The process is simple. Each person
    will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right. As
    homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short
    story. You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to

    The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another
    paragraph to the story and send it back, also sending another copy to me. The
    first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth.
    Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the
    story coherent. There is to be absolutely no talking outside of the
    e-mails and anything you wish to say must be written in the e-mail. The
    story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached."

    The following was actually turned in by two of his students,
    Rebecca and Gary.


    (1st paragraph by Rebecca)
    At first, Laurie couldn't decide which kind of tea she wanted.
    The chamomile, which used to be her favorite for lazy evenings at
    home, now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times,
    that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep
    her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she thought
    about him too much her asthma started acting up again. So chamomile was out of the question.

    (2nd paragraph by Gary)
    Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack
    squadron now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about
    than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with whom
    he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. " A.S. Harris to Geostation 17," he said into his transgalactic communicator. "Polar orbit established. No sign of resistance so far..." But before he could sign off a bluish particle BEAM FLASHED out of nowhere and blasted a hole through his ship's cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.

    He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt one last pang of regret for psychically brutalizing the one woman who had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4. "Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel," Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent wonder at all the beautiful things around her. "Why must one lose one's innocence to become a woman?" she wondered wistfully.

    Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live. Thousands of
    miles above the city, the Anudrian mothership launched the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race. Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anudrian ships were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam, felt the inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized poor, stupid Laurie.

    This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature.
    My writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic, semi-literate adolescent.

    Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic who's
    attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of Valium. "Oh, shall I
    have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other sort of F**KING
    TEA???! Oh no, WHAT AM I to do? I'm such an air headed bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!"




    Go drink some tea, whore.

    A+ . . . I really liked this one.

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    That was hilarious! It reminded me of my last girlfriend after the LUST for each wore off!



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