Five Word Story, with a blank

[CurtisB]

In case it's not obvious, the purpose of this thread is to make a story in 5-word chunks, but leaving one word out.... Post a word to fill-in the blank in the post above, then add 5 more words to the tail! I'll start it off:

It was a {adjective} evening

[Marian]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild { } scavenged without

[Hundovir]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the {}

[Ken H]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room. {} sobbing

[getreal]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room. Helplessly sobbing at the prospect of {}

[Marian]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room. Helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos covering his {}

[Lifelinking]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room. Helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos covering his embarrassment at having got his [ ] stuck

[CurtisB]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room. Helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos, covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a {} parlour piss-drunk

[Ken H]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room. Helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos, covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst {} flaming wooden

[jaywhat]

It was a panic-stricken evening, the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room. Helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos, covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by [*]mormons.

[Emma Woolgatherer]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room. Helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos, covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons quite ineffectively, Reverend { } picked

[CurtisB]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his {} feather boa

[Ken H]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his ostrich feather boa, wrapped it around his {}

[getreal]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his ostrich feather boa, wrapped it around his shoulders, screaming "I am the {} Messiah!"

[Lifelinking]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his ostrich feather boa, wrapped it around his shoulders, screaming "I am the sexiest Messiah!" in Wolverhampton. Kiss my flaming { }

[jaywhat]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his ostrich feather boa, wrapped it around his shoulders, screaming "I am the sexiest Messiah!" in Wolverhampton. Kiss my flaming torch/arse, you { } peasants, or get the hell

[Ken H]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his ostrich feather boa, wrapped it around his shoulders, screaming "I am the sexiest Messiah!" in Wolverhampton. Kiss my flaming torch/arse, you heathen peasants, or get the hell away from my enormous {}

[Fia]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his ostrich feather boa, wrapped it around his shoulders, screaming "I am the sexiest Messiah!" in Wolverhampton. Kiss my flaming torch/arse, you heathen peasants, or get the hell away from my enormous ego, leaving me to { } your

[Marian]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his ostrich feather boa, wrapped it around his shoulders, screaming "I am the sexiest Messiah!" in Wolverhampton. Kiss my flaming torch/arse, you heathen peasants, or get the hell away from my enormous ego, leaving me to rearrange your non-descript { } in the form of

[Ken H]

It was a panic-stricken evening; the wild clergyman scavenged without his trousers in the sleazy hotel room, helplessly sobbing at the prospect of explaining irreverent tattoos. Covering his embarrassment at having got his tail stuck in a tattoo parlour piss-drunk whilst photographing flaming wooden crosses left there by pyromaniacal mormons, quite ineffectively, Reverend Harry Sachs picked up his ostrich feather boa, wrapped it around his shoulders, screaming "I am the sexiest Messiah!" in Wolverhampton. Kiss my flaming torch/arse, you heathen peasants, or get the hell away from my enormous ego, leaving me to rearrange your non-descript privates in the form of a {} and tie them around your