LordMaul
Lifer
I'll start.
Whoever guesses gets to post the answer. If their post isn't answered within say, 8-10 minutes, the baton is open and whoever posts first gets the baton...unless there is a conversation about the current post. Please people, no Google...that's no fun.
Mine:
"I loved the old man.
He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult.
For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye.
Yes it was this. One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture.
A pale blue eye with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me my
blood ran cold. And so by degrees very gradually I made up
my mind to take the life of the old man and thus rid myself
of the eye forever."
So I'm headed door to door
With my grandmother's cookie jar.
I'm sellin' cookies, 12 for a dollar.
I ring the doorbell, nobody wants any.
I resort to goin' cheaper - 2 for a penny.
Anybody, everybody, they hate me.
I can tell when they spit and degrade me.
There's only one house left, the last on the block...
GO!
Whoever guesses gets to post the answer. If their post isn't answered within say, 8-10 minutes, the baton is open and whoever posts first gets the baton...unless there is a conversation about the current post. Please people, no Google...that's no fun.
Mine:
"I loved the old man.
He had never wronged me. He had never given me insult.
For his gold I had no desire. I think it was his eye.
Yes it was this. One of his eyes resembled that of a vulture.
A pale blue eye with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me my
blood ran cold. And so by degrees very gradually I made up
my mind to take the life of the old man and thus rid myself
of the eye forever."
So I'm headed door to door
With my grandmother's cookie jar.
I'm sellin' cookies, 12 for a dollar.
I ring the doorbell, nobody wants any.
I resort to goin' cheaper - 2 for a penny.
Anybody, everybody, they hate me.
I can tell when they spit and degrade me.
There's only one house left, the last on the block...
GO!