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“That’s some security.”
“It’s just like in ‘Resident Evil’.”
“Which didn’t end well. Keep running!”
The men burst through the door and fell, gasping. Behind them the laser grid flickered out, having chased them down the (now sliced and diced) stairway.
“Talk about your lethal response. Anyone would think they had the crown jewels in there!” said one.
“They did.” The other opened the bag to reveal crowns, necklaces and other bejewelled goodies.
“Awesome! Good job they didn’t have a backup system.”
Neither man noticed the ticking emanating from a suspiciously large sceptre at the bottom of the bag…
Here is my contribution for Mind and Life Matters’ Limerick Challenge. This week we have a photo prompt to write a limerick about.
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There once stood a girl in a puddle
Who was worried she’d get into trouble
‘Cos her shoes were soaked through
Jeans and anorak too
But once home all she got was a cuddle🙂
Here is my opst for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. The picture this week was supplied by Shaktiki Sharma. To read this week’s other stories, click on the blue froggy.
I think I’ve written something like this before but this picture had me stumped🙂
“Beautiful, truly beautiful!”
“Indeed, Tarquin, a masterpiece of modern times. The ordered chaos, d’ya see? Life in a nutshell.”
“Yes, yes, and the detritus covering the window, surely a cutting comment on today’s society.”
“Of course, never seeing the world around us for the rubbish we surround ourselves with – insightful!”
“I must meet the artist!”
“Look, this must be him! I say, my good man…”
“Oy, you two! Can’t you read? This section of the gallery’s closed for refurbishment. Piss off!”
A silly little piece of nonsense this week.
“This, we believe,” droned the guide robot, “is a tattooing machine, from around the nineteenth century, old Earth date.”
The crowd “oohed” and “ahhed” before following the guide to the next room.
“Hurry up, dear,” said Filenza.
“One sec, I wanna try this out!” replied her husband.
“Are you mad? If you want a tattoo use an ink transference materialisation module.”
“Nah, this’ll be fun. Old school!” he replied. Filenza followed the others as her husband placed his hand under the needle and pushed the pedal.
“Aaaaargh! It’s not a tattooing machine! Aaaaargh!”
Long-suffering Filenza rolled her eyes. Idiot.
Here is my limerick for Mind and Life Matters’ Limerick Poetry Challenge. This week, the subject is “fairy tale”! I don’t know many fairy tales, but I have chosen “Hansel and Gretel”.
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“My,” Hansel said, “that’s so neat.
It’s a house you can actually eat!”
But they soon hit a glitch
When they met a dark witch
Though in minutes they had the hag beat!