This is a funny college assignment that some students did. I laughed when I read this. ;D :lol:
This is the link. http://www.gamereplays.org/community/index.php?showtopic=408172
> Here’s a prime example of ‘Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus’ offered by
> an English professor from the University of Colorado for an actual class assignment:
>
> The professor told his class one day: ‘Today we will experiment with a
> new form called the tandem story. The process is simple.
> Each person will pair off with the person sitting to his or her immediate right.
>
> As homework tonight, one of you will write the first paragraph of a short story.
> You will e-mail your partner that paragraph and send another copy to me.
> The partner will read the first paragraph and then add another paragraph to the
> story and send it back, also sending another copy to me.
> The first person will then add a third paragraph, and so on back-and-forth.
>
> Remember to re-read what has been written each time in order to keep the story coherent.
> There is to be absolutely NO talking outside of the e-mails and anything you wish to say must
> be written in the e-mail. The story is over when both agree a conclusion has been reached.’
>
> The following was actually turned in by two of his English students:
> Rebecca and Gary.
>
> THE STORY:
>
> (first paragraph by Rebecca)
>
> At first, Laurie couldn’t decide which kind of tea she wanted. The
> chamomile, which used to be her favourite for lazy evenings at home,
> now reminded her too much of Carl, who once said, in happier times,
> that he liked chamomile. But she felt she must now, at all costs, keep
> her mind off Carl. His possessiveness was suffocating, and if she
> thought about him too much her asthma started acting up again.
> So chamomile was out of the question.
>
> (second paragraph by Gary )
>
> Meanwhile, Advance Sergeant Carl Harris, leader of the attack squadron
> now in orbit over Skylon 4, had more important things to think about
> than the neuroses of an air-headed asthmatic bimbo named Laurie with
> whom he had spent one sweaty night over a year ago. ‘A.S. Harris to
> Geostation 17,’ he said into his transgalactic communicator. ‘Polar
> orbit established. No sign of resistance so far…’ But before he
> could sign off a bluish particle beam flashed out of nowhere and blasted
> a hole through his ship’s cargo bay. The jolt from the direct hit sent him
> flying out of his seat and across the cockpit.
>
> (Rebecca)
>
> He bumped his head and died almost immediately, but not before he felt
> one last pang of regret for psychically  brutalizing the one woman who
> had ever had feelings for him. Soon afterwards, Earth stopped its
> pointless hostilities towards the peaceful farmers of Skylon 4.
> ‘Congress Passes Law Permanently Abolishing War and Space Travel,’
> Laurie read in her newspaper one morning. The news simultaneously
> excited her and bored her. She stared out the window, dreaming of her
> youth, when the days had passed unhurriedly and carefree, with no
> newspaper to read, no television to distract her from her sense of innocent
> wonder at all the beautiful things around her.
> ‘Why must one lose one’s innocence to become a woman?’ she pondered wistfully.
>
> ( Gary )
>
> Little did she know, but she had less than 10 seconds to live.
> Thousands of miles above the city, the Anu’udrian mothership launched
> the first of its lithium fusion missiles. The dim-witted wimpy
> peaceniks who pushed the Unilateral Aerospace disarmament Treaty
> through the congress had left Earth a defenseless target for the
> hostile alien empires who were determined to destroy the human race.
> Within two hours after the passage of the treaty the Anu’udrian ships
> were on course for Earth, carrying enough firepower to pulverize the
> entire planet. With no one to stop them, they swiftly initiated their
> diabolical plan. The lithium fusion missile entered the atmosphere
> unimpeded. The President, in his top-secret mobile submarine
> headquarters on the ocean floor off the coast of Guam , felt the
> inconceivably massive explosion, which vaporized the rest of the Earth
> inhabitants, including poor, stupid air-head Laurie.
>
> (Rebecca)
>
> This is absurd. I refuse to continue this mockery of literature. My
> writing partner is a violent, chauvinistic semi-literate adolescent.
>
> ( Gary )
>
> Yeah? Well, my writing partner is a self-centered tedious neurotic
> whose attempts at writing are the literary equivalent of a megadosage
> of Valium. 'Oh, shall I have chamomile tea? Or shall I have some other
> sort of FKING TEA??? Oh no, what am I to do? I’m such an air-headed
> bimbo who reads too many Danielle Steele novels!’ Get a life, bimbo!
>
> (Rebecca)
>
> Asshole.
>
> ( Gary )
>
> Bitch!
>
> (Rebecca)
>
> FK YOU - YOU NEANDERTHAL!!
>
> ( Gary )
>
> In your dreams, Ho. Go drink some tea.
>
> (TEACHER)
>
>
> A+ - I really liked this one.