A few days ago
Anonymous

How about a story with the following words and sentences?

Cloning for points

“You scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours!”

It’s cheating?

Which avatar am I? I forgot!….I’m so confused!

What does it matter if I answer and it takes much of my time? It is not the writing ability…it is “who” will answer!

Top 4 Answers
A few days ago
Anonymous

Favorite Answer

it kinda is cheating but who cares i need to answer some questions…
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A few days ago
D L R
Hi gaillee, I am responding to your question, because I am just cloning for points. After all, you scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours. Do you think it’s cheating? I believe it is part of the game. Any way, what does it matter if I answer and it takes much of my time? It is not the writing ability… it is “who will answer.

I am getting so forgetful these days, I have to ask you, “Which avatar am I? I forgot!…I’m so confused!

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A few days ago
Anonymous
I was once a teenage Words and WordPlay participant, but then I grew up, and grew old. . . and forgetful. I looked at phrases, and couldn’t think of a thing to write. It was like a literary version of Alzheimer’s disease. I had to refer more and more often to my dictionary and thesaurus, because I couldn’t summon up words that were once on the tip of my tongue. “It’s cheating?” I asked my friend Stephanie. She charitably informed me that it was natural.

I took to sitting on the couch with a shawl wrapped around my hunched shoulders, emailing my friends to solicit ideas that I could no longer form on my own. “You scratch my back, and I’ll scratch yours,” I pleaded, but they would politely refuse, knowing I was no longer capable of exchanging an idea of any value to them.

I tried to kid myself that I could once again earn a coveted Best Answer. “What does it matter if I answer and it takes much of my time? It is not the writing ability…. it is “who” will answer!” I thought to myself. I was sure my old friends would remember me, and throw me a bone, but I was only deluding myself.

The final insult came one day when I even forgot my identity. “Which avatar am I? I forgot! . . . I’m so confused!” I had finally sunk into the last stages of literary geezer-dom.

I understand that they’re working on a cure for this affliction, which is beginning to spread as story writers age. Scientific experiments are being conducted on the hundred monkeys that might write “War and Peace” on typewriters, given enough time. They’ve code named the project “Cloning for points.”

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A few days ago
Char
Sounds like someone has some issues here.
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