Injunction: "Yes, And?" Practice

[Matthew Dallman recently blogged about the improv comedy practice of
"yes, and", which operates on the principle that each "player" within a
comedy troupe must always add to (and never subtract from) a scene by
accepting where the scene is going -- no matter how ridiculous -- and
adding to it. I've done this practice in my own improv class with my
classmates, with hilarious results, but I wonder if it will bear much
fruit in the written medium? To wit:]

Today I was too tired to get anything accomplished.

YES, AND?

And so I shot up arm with 200mg of government-approved NanoEnergy.

YES, AND?

It made my robot girlfriend insanely jealous, so she sprayed
nano-vaginas all over her body, nano-penises all over mine, then rolled
around on me for 5 hours straight, elliciting 25 million separate
micro-ejaculations. How she got all those condoms on I'll never know.

YES, AND?

Did I mention she was a safe-sex 'bot?

YES, AND?

Did I mention that she went to Robo-Bovine University in Pseudo-Denver
for an advanced degree in Genetic Sexual Pleasure Engineering?

YES, AND?

She also built me a small hobby horse for my birthdays with multiple
living/pulsing orifices to with what I willed.

YES, AND?

She built a second one for herself, this one pink, and I would come
home from work and find them mating in the closet.

YES, AND?

There "secret" nighttime matings grew to be so loud that they drowned
the regular plane crashes we kept having in my neighborhood, even with
the lead-lined Protection Dome pulled down.

YES, AND?

My girlfriend eventually got fed up with our little toys and kicked
them out, so now they panhandle for nano-fuel down on the mean streets
of Kinda-Boulder in the summer snowshine, oil slicks gleaming little
rainbows wherever they show their (w)holes.

THE END.