<p>I just took a little nap, and it came to me.
(…se…)
I’m not sure, but I think that this hasn’t been done before.
(…cond…)
I like this board because there are a few crazy and creative people now and then.
(…se…)
Lets write a story.
(…mes…)</p>
<p>I’ll start.
(…guess what the ending of the parenthetical incomplete sentence is…)</p>
<p>…Billy Joe Bob decided that he doesn’t like his name. Who in their right minds would possibly name their child Billy Joe Bob? He didn’t have an answer to this question, because he did not, in fact, know his parents. You see, they hadn’t been written about yet. In the end he figured that only an Eastern European national who wants to conjure the stereotypical midwestern name could possibly invent such a monstrosity. Which left him with two questions:
The first one being, who are his parents? And the second one, what is the secret identity of this distasteful Eastern European writing about him?
Like any true stereotypical midwesterner sprung from the imagination of a bored Eastern European national, </p>
<p>he went on a quest…</p>