AnElephantCant claim to always be focused
Almost anything serves as a temporary distraction
He wonders why Dale
Is not locked up in a jail
For confusing him with that weird-looking underwater perhaps Canadian contraption
Friday Fictioneers is hosted by the wonderful Rochelle, the undisputed master of what I call Sound Bite Fiction.
She sets the weekly challenge, and the standard.
Dale Rogerson’s superb photo takes me home a week before my flight does.
The idea, as always, is to write a story of around 100 words based on the picture, below.
Umbrella
He could not look less like a hitman.
He dresses in a suit and wears a tie, which can be useful occasionally.
He is not particularly big, or well built, more wiry.
But he is quick, his eyes miss nothing.
And then, don’t forget, he has that umbrella.
It is multiple weapons in one.
He can do almost anything with it.
A legend with a brolly.
My job is to terminate him.
So I do.
I call in my report.
Wednesday 28th October 2015. Sauchiehall Street, Glasgow.
Why Scotland?
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Ahhh, my dear anElephant. It’s good to get those synapses working now and again!
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AnElephantCant understand Dale
He has no idea about what she calls synapses
All his wee nerve cells
Go and hide somewhere else
And his poor pink head just slowly collapses
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She apologises for using such words and will try to keep things more mellow…
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That will take some serious work Dale! 😉
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AnElephantCant be sure what’s happening here
He suspects something nefariously shady
But he’s not afraid he
Is wrongly portrayed and betrayed he
Is being surrounded by more than one sneaky lady
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Nothing sneaky, nefarious or shady.
Just a joke, maybe a poke
my apologies for attempting a funny.
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