Two Tactless Uncles Jumping to the Beat
Laura Doop had always loved sleepy Shanghai with its knobbly, kaleidoscopic kettles. It was a place where she felt ambivalent.
She was a bold, selfish, wine drinker with moist elbows and fluffy ankles. Her friends saw her as a grotesque, gentle giant. Once, she had even helped an unlucky old lady cross the road. That's the sort of woman he was.
Laura walked over to the window and reflected on her grey surroundings. The hail pounded like bopping horses.
Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Sharon Humble. Sharon was a tactless knight with grubby elbows and blonde ankles.
Laura gulped. She was not prepared for Sharon.
As Laura stepped outside and Sharon came closer, she could see the mangled smile on her face.
Sharon gazed with the affection of 7764 thoughtful loopy lizards. She said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want a kiss."
Laura looked back, even more sad and still fingering the solid torch. "Sharon, I am your father," she replied.
They looked at each other with confident feelings, like two panicky, putrid puppies sleeping at a very daring funeral, which had flute music playing in the background and two tactless uncles jumping to the beat.
Laura regarded Sharon's grubby elbows and blonde ankles. "I feel the same way!" revealed Laura with a delighted grin.
Sharon looked jumpy, her emotions blushing like a knotty, kindhearted knife.
Then Sharon came inside for a nice glass of wine.
Now I wonder how much this pass, although the story is better than many things on the internet not to mention steem, I still did not write it. I did think of the variables to use in the Plot generator so maybe I co-wrote?