A Never Ending Story

[Dot]

sockit to em

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Looks like our story ain't going very far so from now on each poster can write NO more than TWO sentences at a time.... Let's see where we go this time , here we go then......

On a beautiful summers day in a land not too far away lived a 3 legged troll named Luigi DaBoss.

[Chuck]

An unfortunate young bloke who's 3rd leg was a bit of an embarrassment.

[Dot]

Mainly because it would whistle when he walked and everyone knew when he was approaching and as he was an avid bird watcher his whistling leg was a hinderence.

[Chuck]

Not only was the whistling a problem but the size of that particular leg was a bit of an embarrassment. Being somewhat larger than the average it caused him walk with a lisp.....

[norman]

his leg was such a hinderance he had to visit a plastic surgeon to get it remodelled

[Dot]

He was afraid of what the outcome would be but as long as the whistling was stopped he really didn't mind.. Unbeknown to him his surgeon was doing secret experimential surgery on whistling legs.

[wanderer]

He was afraid of what the outcome would be but as long as the whistling was stopped he really didn't mind.. Unbeknown to him his surgeon was doing secret experimential surgery on whistling legs.

But the final decision was left to the Third Leg Umpire.

[Chuck]

But, due to a power failure the 'system' was inoperative...

[norman]

So the caretaker ran out to the shed and started the backup genny and work proceeded. The leg was stretched out on the table and work commenenced to