Story Time! James Bond Related
MooseWithFleas
Philadelphia, PAPosts: 754MI6 Agent
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One day, James Bond walked into his favorite deli when
Copy and paste those who came before you so new readers can see the whole story. Once it gets too long we can end the "chapter" and start a new.
Feel free to get creative, silly, or serious wirh it!! Ill start...
One day, James Bond walked into his favorite deli when
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Sitting in a booth he noticed a stunning Blonde waitress.
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis,
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis, Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis.
Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"Without a liquor license? Sorry. You might want to try...
The Iced tea. "Iced tea?" Bond questioned.
"Iced tea's for limp wristed tailors and women in comfortable shoes! I need a proper drink like....
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"No Mr Bond, We'd be breaking the anti smoking laws if I let you do that."
" I don't listen to hip hop!"
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"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis.
Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"Without a liquor license? Sorry. You might want to try...
The Iced tea. "Iced tea?" Bond questioned.
"Iced tea's for limp wristed tailors and women in comfortable shoes! I need a proper drink like....
... an Americano. Can I at least smoke inside?
"No Mr Bond, We'd be breaking the anti smoking laws if I let you do that."
With that, bond reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a stick of TNT. Cockling back on his chair and striking a match on the fat bald guys head behind him, bond applied the flame to the fuse. "Laws are for gobshites, as is this TNT"
The waitress Licked her fingers and extinguished the Flame. "We don't allow energy drinks in here "
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis.
Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"Without a liquor license? Sorry. You might want to try...
The Iced tea. "Iced tea?" Bond questioned.
"Iced tea's for limp wristed tailors and women in comfortable shoes! I need a proper drink like....
... an Americano. Can I at least smoke inside?
"No Mr Bond, We'd be breaking the anti smoking laws if I let you do that."
With that, bond reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a stick of TNT. Cockling back on his chair and striking a match on the fat bald guys head behind him, bond applied the flame to the fuse. "Laws are for gobshites, as is this TNT"
The waitress Licked her fingers and extinguished the Flame. "We don't allow energy drinks in here "
Bond looked up at the waitress and realized
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis.
Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"Without a liquor license? Sorry. You might want to try...
The Iced tea. "Iced tea?" Bond questioned.
"Iced tea's for limp wristed tailors and women in comfortable shoes! I need a proper drink like....
... an Americano. Can I at least smoke inside?
"No Mr Bond, We'd be breaking the anti smoking laws if I let you do that."
With that, bond reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a stick of TNT. Cockling back on his chair and striking a match on the fat bald guys head behind him, bond applied the flame to the fuse. "Laws are for gobshites, as is this TNT"
The waitress Licked her fingers and extinguished the Flame. "We don't allow energy drinks in here "
Bond looked up at the waitress and realized
The room had started spinning , as he hit the Floor.
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis.
Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"Without a liquor license? Sorry. You might want to try...
The Iced tea. "Iced tea?" Bond questioned.
"Iced tea's for limp wristed tailors and women in comfortable shoes! I need a proper drink like....
... an Americano. Can I at least smoke inside?
"No Mr Bond, We'd be breaking the anti smoking laws if I let you do that."
With that, bond reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a stick of TNT. Cockling back on his chair and striking a match on the fat bald guys head behind him, bond applied the flame to the fuse. "Laws are for gobshites, as is this TNT"
The waitress Licked her fingers and extinguished the Flame. "We don't allow energy drinks in here "
Bond looked up at the waitress and realized
The room had started spinning , as he hit the Floor.
"That's what you get for messing with a bald guy"
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" I don't listen to hip hop!"
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis.
Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"Without a liquor license? Sorry. You might want to try...
The Iced tea. "Iced tea?" Bond questioned.
"Iced tea's for limp wristed tailors and women in comfortable shoes! I need a proper drink like....
... an Americano. Can I at least smoke inside?
"No Mr Bond, We'd be breaking the anti smoking laws if I let you do that."
With that, bond reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a stick of TNT. Cockling back on his chair and striking a match on the fat bald guys head behind him, bond applied the flame to the fuse. "Laws are for gobshites, as is this TNT"
The waitress Licked her fingers and extinguished the Flame. "We don't allow energy drinks in here "
Bond looked up at the waitress and realized
The room had started spinning , as he hit the Floor.
"That's what you get for messing with a bald guy"
For as Bond's vision started to stabilise, and the baldy figure came into focus, he soon realised who it was. Non other than....
Blofeld, who had survived the chimney fall.
Bond shook his head and Looked again. "Suprised " Mr Bond.
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis.
Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"Without a liquor license? Sorry. You might want to try...
The Iced tea. "Iced tea?" Bond questioned.
"Iced tea's for limp wristed tailors and women in comfortable shoes! I need a proper drink like....
... an Americano. Can I at least smoke inside?
"No Mr Bond, We'd be breaking the anti smoking laws if I let you do that."
With that, bond reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a stick of TNT. Cockling back on his chair and striking a match on the fat bald guys head behind him, bond applied the flame to the fuse. "Laws are for gobshites, as is this TNT"
The waitress Licked her fingers and extinguished the Flame. "We don't allow energy drinks in here "
Bond looked up at the waitress and realized
The room had started spinning , as he hit the Floor.
"That's what you get for messing with a bald guy"
For as Bond's vision started to stabilise, and the baldy figure came into focus, he soon realised who it was. Non other than....
Blofeld, who had survived the chimney fall.
Bond shook his head and Looked again. "Suprised " Mr Bond.
"Only suprised you don't have my delicatessen in stainless steel"
"Take him to the Car " Blofeld snapped at two henchmen.
" I don't listen to hip hop!"
"This woman," he thought, "would be more at home in a bar on 5th ave ,not Krantz Finer Meats."
Just then, someone walked in. Bond's nemesis.
Waiting as he eased himself down, in the chair opposite.
"Vodka Martini", Bond said to the waitress, "shaken, not stirred."
"Without a liquor license? Sorry. You might want to try...
The Iced tea. "Iced tea?" Bond questioned.
"Iced tea's for limp wristed tailors and women in comfortable shoes! I need a proper drink like....
... an Americano. Can I at least smoke inside?
"No Mr Bond, We'd be breaking the anti smoking laws if I let you do that."
With that, bond reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a stick of TNT. Cockling back on his chair and striking a match on the fat bald guys head behind him, bond applied the flame to the fuse. "Laws are for gobshites, as is this TNT"
The waitress Licked her fingers and extinguished the Flame. "We don't allow energy drinks in here "
Bond looked up at the waitress and realized
The room had started spinning , as he hit the Floor.
"That's what you get for messing with a bald guy"
For as Bond's vision started to stabilise, and the baldy figure came into focus, he soon realised who it was. Non other than....
Blofeld, who had survived the chimney fall.
Bond shook his head and Looked again. "Suprised " Mr Bond.
"Only suprised you don't have my delicatessen in stainless steel"
"Take him to the Car " Blofeld snapped at two henchmen.
Bond was frogmarched at gunpoint to the car.
A DB5 replica with a sandpapered bonnet and Rover bumpers.
"Your standards are slipping,Blofeld " quipped Bond. Blofeld glared back.
"I could only get a DB4GT shell, which is JUST AS NICE as a '5' and it's got lots of boot space for a load of moody Chinese rip off omegas my watchmaking friend made! PLUS, there's enough space for a useless MI6 agent!"
One of blofeld's henchmen gave the back quarter a swift kick. As his foot embedded itself in the fibreglass, the rear bumper fell off and the boot popped open.
"Inside Mr Bond."
Bond placed a foot inside and grimaced as the boot floor quivered under his weight.
As the boot lid flopped shut on its gaffa tape hinges, Bond couldn't help but think of the flintstones after spying that the rest of the car didn't actually have any floor it in...
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" I don't listen to hip hop!"
" I don't listen to hip hop!"
"I appreciate your enthusiasm Mr Leiter, but you could have at least waited for us to go inside before attempting to follow us in." Smirked blofeld.
With that a small creaking sound grew into a full blown cracking as the boot floor in blofeld's replica db5 finally gave way. Bond tumbled out onto the Tarmac, looked up and saw a rather embarrassed looking Leiter being held at gunpoint by the goons.
"Oh hello Felix! I could have done with being a.... little Leiter myself back there."
Blofeld slowly closed his eyes and muttered under his breath "always a stupid pun, every time."
Vive le droit à la libre expression! Je suis Charlie!
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