Three Word Story

I've seen this on other forums and figured it'd be cool to try here. Each person copies what was in the last post and puts it in theirs, then adds 3 words on a new line. You're more than welcome to post multiple times just make sure you don't do two in a row. If I was the third poster, it would look something like this:

One time this
guy named Jack
walked down the

The first two lines were copied from the previous post and I added the third.

OK so here we go! Try and keep it somewhat Xsyon related if possible.




Lake Tahoe once

Lake Tahoe once
was home to

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old

was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant

Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravegant
locales around the

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux

you lost me with that one mrcalhou.......

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he

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Originally Posted by alyvia

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he

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had tree fiddy

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft.

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings


, a vengeful act,

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into
his mother's bedroom

one hand on

had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into
his mother's bedroom
one hand on
his giant sword

and the other

on his mom's

woven grass basket

- it was time

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into
his mother's bedroom
one hand on
his giant sword
and the other
on his mom's
woven grass basket

it was time
to end this

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into
his mother's bedroom
one hand on
his giant sword
and the other
on his mom's
woven grass basket.

It was time
to end this.

He rushed out

the end.(as in period)

Lake Tahoe once
was home to
a scroungy old
trader named Willet.
Willet traded materials
that his tribe
plundered from extravagant
locales around the
dirty lake side
shack young Boudreaux
built with many
plastic and wood
scraps. One day
Willet noticed he
had three fifty
plastic buttons saved
for a raft. The raft sank
when evil neighbours
sabotaged the bindings
a vengeful act
Igniting his rage.
Willet stormed into
his mother's bedroom
one hand on
his giant sword
and the other
on his mom's
woven grass basket.

It was time
to end this.

He rushed out

The end...

Or was it?