It's Mumsnet/George Foreman story time! Add a line and you could win a grill worth £70: bring them home time....NOW CLOSED

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The folks at George Foreman have been inspired by the hilarious post-a-line-at-a-time storytelling threads started by MNers in the past (like this one), so to help promote their fab new comp on their pages on MN (where you could win a family holiday to Lanzarote), they're challenging you lot to get your creative juices flowing and come up with some novel posts.

You'll see, below, that the George Foreman team have started a story and now they're inviting you to add to it. Anyone who does (and who sticks to the 'broad rules') will be in with the chance of winning a 10 portion Grill & Griddle from George Foreman, RRP £69.99

Broad rules:

1 One line/ sentence per post (you can post more than once, but don't get too carried away)

2 You don't have to mention George Foreman grills but can shoehorn in if you want - feel free to cunningly and by stealth include references to the great qualities of the grills (namely fat reducing, healthy eating, quick cooking, versatility, speed of cooking etc )

3 Try to keep it (at least) vaguely clean - this is a family product after all .

4 Everyone who adds a comment will be entered into a prize draw where one MNer will win a 10 portion grill & griddle from George Foreman worth £69.99.

5 Draw will take place on Monday 5th August.

So, the story starts with a scenario many of us might recognise....

The Watson Family Holiday....

As the packed car trundled slowly down the ferry ramp into Calais, Susan briefly felt the relaxation of being on holiday.

Already this morning, Jude and Eleanor had been squeezed into the back seats with a selection of toys, treats and promises of fun to come. Susan had thought ahead and grilled some chicken strips on her George Foreman and created some chicken and salad wraps for for a healthy lunch on the road. Buster the cat had been transported into the care of their helpful neighbour Alf.

Now the sat nav was being tuned to France - and as she selected their destination Susan hooked it up so Dan could see the next instruction. Their heavily-loaded people carrier rolled off into the ferry terminal, and Susan said......

And the Ameretto bottle - which was distinctly lacking in Ameretto

She looked around and saw no one.

until she spotted Alf peering over the fence, and trying to get a glimpse of...

Then Susan says "Dan if you hidin' something i'm gonna be so mad", then she hears
something fallin' she says "what the f* was that?"
Dan said "it sounds like it came from upstairs, sounds like the plumbing",
She said "man that sound did not come from upstairs, I'll be damned if you're not up to something,"

"Now the sound that I just heard, it came from this kitchen," and then she looks over by the grill
While Dan's easin' over by the dishes And then she walks over to the refrigerator and pushes it back,
and then she looks in his face, looks like he's about to have a heart-attack, then he notices the skewers on the counter
One fruit is missing, now the stories gettin' scary, cos Susan comes to realise that

DAN IS ALLERGIC TO CHERRIES....CHERRIES...CHERRIES...

Jude and Eleanor arrived at that moment and said they could smell something cooking on the George Foreman grilland pleeeeeeeeeese could they have some as no one had noticed that they had been missing for days and were very hungry; having survived on one fruitshoot, a mouldy greggs sausage roll and half a pack of pombears

Susan sat down and sobbed, as the pressure of cooking for all these random people had got a bit too much - the George Foreman grill made it easy, but dammit; they were eating all HER food!

But then she cheered up slightly as she remembered the juicy steak she had hidden away for herself. It had matured nicely since she had bought it, so she whipped up a quick marinade for it of balsamic vinegar, soy sauce and Worcester sauce. She dunked the steak, and then gave it a good battering with her rolling pin and lovingly draped it on the sizzling hot grill, creating the most luscious bar marks...

In the next tent Clive turned to Jeremy and said "We should put a George Foreman grill on our wedding list". Jeremy groaned and ripped up the tasteful cash-please poem he was half way through composing. "Next year we're going all-inclusive" he sighed.

......and started to compose a poem asking for Thomas Cook (geddit?!) vouchers for wedding presents.

is that a baguette in your pocket or are you just pleased to see me?

Alf smirked to Sharon...

In an effort to escape the Carry On Grilling atmosphere, Jude and Eleanor decided to recreate Lord of the Flies in the Wilderness behind the vegetable garden.

Armed only with a small tent, an extension cord and the George Foreman grill, they set up camp.

The children's faces lit up as they wondered if they'd have to get a non-George Foreman grilled Happy Meal instead

Dad looked side to side sneakily, licking his lips and running his tongue over them in case there was any 'red evidence'

raiding the vegetable patch, they soon had a delicious array of fresh vegetables grilling. Then Saskia and Milo from next door jumped over the fence. Give us the veg! they threatened, wielding their crocs menacingly..

(I admit this is even more unlikely than Buster's private universe, but hey!)

Only to be faced by Ophelia and Hercules from over the road....

get lost, Milo, snarled Hercules.

Yeah!, echoed Ophelia, waving her hello kitty lipgloss wildly...

Meanwhile said French lady had managed to scrape herself off the tarmac, and said (in a French accent) "Oo la la! By George (Foreman)! Is zat ze h'aroma of cooking wafting this way, or is ze car on fire?

the kids immediately stopped fighting and reached towards the chicken gillies. They stuffed themselves up and were back to their old ways

I think someone is trying to cook frogs legs and snails. Wow how healthy will they be on the grill?

Susan said, ' oh George, don't let French exploit you!'

"Better get my breasts, thighs and legs out", thought Susan

(Chicken! )

As Susan rubbed her breasts legs and thighs generously with the homemade chilli marinade she idly mused on how many boxers it takes to change a light bulb.

"Seeing as we're on the George Foreman Grill health kick we really should add some calcium and anti-oxidants," "next stop should be for cheese and wine" she added with a wink.

"You need to stop feeding the children cheese and wine, Susan!" protested Dan, "they already have gout!"