FF – Lesson Learned?
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Na’ama Yehuda.

“Look there, Son, the remnants of New York, its skyscrapers gone, destroyed by GMMMGs.”
“GMMMGs?”
“Genetically-Modified Massively-Mutated Giraffes. See them on the horizon, towering over the destruction.”
“What happened?”
“Bred for food, but everyone loves giraffes. No bugger would eat them. They escaped and ran amok.”
Ooooh Gaaaaawd, we didn’t know. WE DIDN’T KNOW!
“As Mr Melodrama says, it was a huge mistake. Now we live at sea, starving. But never fear, once the genetically-modified massively-mutated dolphin programme reaches fruition, food for everyone!”
Huh. I love dolphins. I’m not eating dolphins.
Me neither. Not gonna eat Flipper.
Lesson NOT learned!
FF – A Job Well Done
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Roger Bultot.
The smells of street cooking filled his nostrils. His mouth watered.
But he wasn’t there to eat. He had a job to do.
He slipped through the crowd, unnoticed, a ghost. Target in sight.
Sliding close, he slipped his hand into his pocket. So quickly that none noticed, he had written the ticket and slapped it on the bike.
Bike chained to railings, in contravention of city bylaw 1254 section 2 paragraph 4? Not on his watch.
The angry owner arrived.
“Sorry, mate, nuffin’ I can do, the ticket’s wrote now innit, guv’nor, more’n my job’s werf.”
Another job well done.
FF – Double Win!
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Ted Strutz.

For sale, one pre-fab house, £1000 ono complete with floor safe (broken)…
Three days earlier…
“Well, Baz? Did you get the safe?”
“It was bolted to the floor, boss.”
“Okay, so did you crack it in situ?”
“In where boss?”
“Did you open it and nick the contents?”
“Couldn’t boss. Too tough. So we brought it with us.”
“I thought you said it was bolted to the house?”
“Yeah. We brought the house too.”
“You what? Idiot!”
“What’ll we do boss?”
“Crack the safe and… stick the house on eBay. Double win! I take it all back. Nice job, Baz!”
“Thanks, boss!”
FF – Death on the Muddy Nile
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. Today’s photo was contributed by Dale Rogerson.
“Ah, this is the life, eh, dear?”
Ten minutes of light drizzle and we’re knee-deep in scummy water.
“Basking in the lovely weather…”
Lovely weather?
“… gazing out over the lake. The locals call it ‘The Nile’ hah!”
Huge muddy puddle.
“I think I’ll go for a swim!”
Maybe a swamp creature will rise up and eat him.
…
…
“Help, my darling, my foot is caught in a shopping trolley! Help!”
I must have left my hearing aid indoors.
GLUG GLUG…
I better leave it a few minutes before I phone the ambulance, make sure he’s properly dead.
Bliss!
FF – What Could it Be?
Here is my story (not really a story) for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by David Stewart.

What could it be?
An alien landscape, strewn about with energy pods, throbbing with power.
What could it be?
Alien eggs, ready to hatch, stereotypically blue for males and pink for females.
What could it be?
A triumph of modern art, the culmination of a life’s work made real in stark neon colours.
What could it be?
Futuristic travel pods, each containing a single life form.
What could it be?
Stomp stomp stomp KICK!
One of the ovoids sails though the air, flying straight through the centre of the distant circle. Cheers abound.
What could it be?
One-nil, apparently.










