Among Surrealist techniques exploiting the mystique of accident was a kind of collective collage of words or images called the cadavre exquis (exquisite corpse). Based on an old parlor game, it was played by several people, each of whom would write a phrase on a sheet of paper, fold the paper to conceal part of it, and pass it on to the next player for his contribution.
I will begin the story. Each poster after me will continue the story by fleshing it out. Try not to add more than a reasonable amount. Leave it "up in the air" to allow the person after you to commence with something creative and perhaps surprising. When (and if) we ever finish we will have a novel of surreal dimensions written by every poster on Jehovah's Witness Discussion Group.
THE STORY BEGINS:
Title: Mookie Fugbutton attends his first Kingdom Hall meeting.
Chapter One: Strangeness
Mookie cocked his head to one side as he sat in his 61 Plymouth Fury outside the Rockwall Kingdom Hall of Jehovah's Witnesses. It was his first time to attend on the invitation of that peculiar little guy who called himself Brother Wanker.
Mookie licked the orange Cheetoh flavoring off his fingers and reach for his green bible. He opened the door to the car and heard his named shouted from the porch of the Hall.
"Hey Mookie, over here!" It was Brother Wanker's wife, Cookie. She was the real reason he had come. He had to admit it to himself. She was sweet! The day she had knocked on his door life had changed; bigtime! The bible study she started with him that very day was taken over by her husband, Dick. That was a letdown, of course. But, Mookie was a clever fellow and he asked if he could go over to the Wanker household and continue the study there each week. It had been pure heaven since then!
All those evenings studying and praying while keeping one eye on Cookie had filled Mookie with a strange, strange longing. And now, the upshot of all this, he was at this crazy religious meeting for the first time.
He walked over to the entrance of the Hall where various people had gathered and Cookie flashed a smile as bright a the harvest moon.
Just then Dick Wanker emerged from the hall and said...........................