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Burner vs. Glenn: OMG This Cannot Be Forgotten

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Prompt

You are in a high speed train leaving Paris for Amsterdam. You just had the most intense night of your life and feel lucky to be sitting where you are. You pull out a single piece of paper and a golf pencil, and decide to make a quick note of what happened last night before you arrive at your next destination in ten minutes. This response must be submitted as a scanned/photographed image with hand written text on an actual piece of paper.

Challengers

In an OurThursday battle of spontaneous wits, the sleazy Dave Glenn and coy Danielle Burner, will demonstrate how valuable the actual written word can really be.

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Danielle Burner’s Response

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Dave Glenn’s Response

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4 responses to “Burner vs. Glenn: OMG This Cannot Be Forgotten”

  1. Matt Zbrog Avatar
    Matt Zbrog

    oh man this is right in my wheelhouse.

    excited for the challengers’ submissions.

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  2. Mere Avatar
    Mere

    Where are the responses?!?! I want to VOTE!

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  3. Lenny Avatar
    Lenny

    Danielle is hot. She should be a sexy librarian.

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  4. Al Avatar
    Al

    I woke up at 7pm. It was shit hot and I had a boner. Rolled out of bed, turned on the radio to some Rolling Stones and waved it around for a minute…. took a shower.

    Got dressed, grabbed the cash, hit the street, sat down at a sidewalk cafe, ordered a coffee. Drank that shit.

    Got a massage… took another shower. Layed on the bed for 30 minutes meditating.

    Started doing my large cocaine stash. Went out to a jazz club.

    Lit a smoke and there she was… a bang hot midget in leather pants and a tube top.

    We danced, I threw her up 10 feet in the air over and over while giggled with glee, then grabbed her by the ankles and did 360’s while I waved her around like they do in olympic pairs figure skating.

    I was straight MAC DIESEL.

    took her back to the hotel… had animal sex. Woke up late… she was sleeping… ordered coffee and croissant. Ate that shit.

    Packed my few belongings, broke out the coke stash… did 6 fatties… pulled my pants down… took a shit in the coffee cup.

    Put headphones on, turned on the ipod… walked out… handed keys to frontdesk.

    Headed to train… almost at my destination. I wonder what that girl’s name was?

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