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FF – Debris
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Ted Strutz.
Warning – this week’s story may be a tad “spicy”, but it’s the first thing that leapt into my mind 😮 and now I can’t think of anything else.
“What do we have, Constable?”
“An explosion, Sarge. No casualties, thank god, but there’s wreckage blown everywhere.”
“Right then, let’s have a look. What’s this thing?”
“No idea, Sarge. Maybe… this bit would go here, and… urgh, no!”
“Hmm, I reckon maybe you put this part around here, and then this bit would go… no, no, no!”
“I think maybe… maybe we’re better off not knowing, Sarge.”
“I think you’re right, Constable. Bag it all up!”
“Right you are, Sarge. I really don’t understand why anyone would want to blow up ‘Helga’s House of Pain’ anyway…”
Sharing My World 02-08-2021
Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.
If you could be anywhere else right now, where would it be?
In my secret volcano lair on a faraway tropical island. I couldn’t get an extinct one, all the Bond villains had snapped them up, but I’m sure it won’t erupt. At least it doesn’t need extra heating.
What Wastes The Most Time In Your Day To Day Life?
Time? Waste? Nothing I do is a waste of time. Binge-watching Supergirl on NowTV is educational.
How would you describe your greatest enemy? If you don’t have one, share your secret! 🙂
The secret to not having a greatest enemy is to do what I did. You sit in your volcano lair (hoping it won’t suddenly erupt) and organise your minions to “take care” of them.
If you were a bird, what kind of bird would you be?
A bird? A bird? I don’t want to be a bird 😮 But if I had to be a bird I’d be one of those which glides on the thermals. Because I’m pretty lazy and I can’t be having with all that constant flapping.
FF – Hidden
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Jennifer Pendergast.
Gary rubbed his hands, blowing on them for warmth. It was freezing this morning, but such a beautiful day!
He could hear birds chirping in the trees. They must be cold! Even though the sun had risen, it was weak. The temperature wouldn’t rise above freezing until Spring.
He reached the pond, small but deep and a favourite spot for young lovers. A local “Casanova”, he’d been here only last night.
She shouldn’t have rejected him but the ice, as he had hoped, was completely opaque. He’d be hundreds of miles away before they found the body.
Such a beautiful day!
Sharing My World 26-07-2021
Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.
Do you believe in second chances?
In general, yes, but not for for everyone. Just imagine…
Okay, Mr Hitler, you’ve been quite naughty but everyone deserves a second chance so here’s Germany back. But if you invade Poland again, we’re going to be pretty annoyed with you.
Is your glass half full or half empty?
It starts off full, gets emptier over time and then fills up again. Such is life!
Would you rather someone be honest and hurt your feelings or lie to protect them?
Lie to me every time! Who wants to know everything everyone else thinks of them? White lies rock. There are times to lie and times to tell the truth, and the time to tell the truth is definitely not when you’re asked a question like “does my bum look big in this?”
When have you felt your biggest adrenaline rush?
That time I sneaked into an arms bazaar, located some nasty weapons, called in an air strike and then escaped in a jet plane while being shot at from all sides.
Wait a mo. That wasn’t me.
It was quite the adrenaline rush watching James Bond do all that, though.
FF – Archvillain Jr
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Roger Bultot.
I take a picture of myself… taking a picture of myself! A loop is created… the universe will collapse! I can feel atoms beginning to unravel… I look outside… all is darkness… IT WORKED bwahahaha!
“Mum! Mum! It’s all dark outside! I’ve destroyed the universe!”
“The sun’s gone down, dear. It’s late. Go to bed. School tomorrow.”
“Darn. Therefore, mother, I shall try two mirrors facing each other. The infinite loop will surely destroy the universe bwahahaha!”
“That’s nice, dear. Now go to bed.”
A reprieve for life as we know it. Until tomorrow, universe. Bwahahaha!
Sharing My World 19-07-2021
Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.
Are justice and the law necessarily the same thing?
I’ve seen the excellent documentary “Judge Dredd” and I can say that they are definitely the same thing. The Judge turns up, proclaims your guilt and then blows your head off.
Which kitchen appliance do you use every day?
The kettle I reckon, whether for hot drinks or for getting a head start on potato boiling.
What is one thing you’ll never do again?
I’m perfectly capable of doing everything again, as I consistently fail to learn by my mistakes.
What event escalated very quickly?
Apart from the obvious ongoing situation, you mean? Which escalated extremely quickly and now lingers on and on and on…
Nothing else I can think of.
FF – Pushed Too Far
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Na’ama Yehuda.
He’d found the bauble in a bin. Not the meal he’d hoped for, but still… looked nice over his sleeping bag.
The sharp crack of an air rifle woke him. Around him lay his shattered bauble. A lad – no more than twenty – stood, laughing.
“Alright, grandpa!”
The lad lifted the air rifle and shot again, again. The snow spurted to the left, the right.
“Run, useless tramp!”
He fumbled in his bag, retrieved a souvenir from a long forgotten war, and blew the lad’s brains out. They looked kinda pretty in the snow.
No respect. Sometimes he wished he’d died in the Gulf.
Sharing My World 12-07-2021
Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.
What would be much better if you could just change the colour of it?
I don’t think that changing the colour of things is going to make them better. Things are usually just the right colour.
Do You Think Cats Have Any Regrets?
Cats? Regrets? No.
Well, I’m sure they regret the fact that they’re too small to take over the world as yet. You can see it in their little eyes when they look at you. They’re thinking about all the things they’ll make you do when you’re their slave. Like constantly fetching tuna and scratching their fluffy little tummies while they’re planning their next move.
Do you ever count your steps when you walk?
No. I count lots of things but not steps.
Is there a supreme power?
I’m sure that somewhere in the universe there’s a power that’s more supreme than us.
FF – Poisoned Air
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by J Hardy Carroll.
He watched as the fields raced past. Plenty of greenery, that had recovered quite nicely. But no people. No birds. No animals. Only plants.
This wasn’t life. Sitting at the carriage window every day, watching the remains of the world rush by.
The Train. A blessing or a curse?
He walked to one of the Termination Cubicles. Tapping in the required codes, he accepted the warning and the external window opened.
In seconds he was dead, the poisoned air searing his lungs. Once the air was recycled, he would be too. Nothing wasted.
Maybe one day people might survive outside again.
Maybe.
Sharing My World 05-07-2021
Here is my post for Melanie’s Share Your World.
Is there inherent order in nature or is it all chaos and chance?
Nature’s just stuff running around out of control all over the place. And plants? Don’t get me started on plants. I try to bring order to my little garden and the next week it’s a weed party. Chaos.
What is infinity?
Think of a number. The biggest number that can possibly ever exist in the entire universe. In fact it’s so big that if you wrote it down it would need a piece of paper as big as the entire universe.
Now add 1. Keep adding 1. No matter how big the number, you can always add another 1.
Infinity is bigger.
Does observation alter an event?
According to quantum physics, yes. From a classical viewpoint, no. From a human viewpoint people often act differently when they know they’re being observed. Tummy in, straighten back, exude an air of confidence…
Do you like balloons?
Huh? Philosophy, theoretical maths, quantum physics and suddenly a question about balloons? I’m afraid my brain has been sent into a higher gear by the first three questions and I am unable to contemplate balloons at this time 😦
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