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Friday, 21 February 2014
Work in progress
Friday, 14 February 2014
Strict Alice
Alice was a good girl. All the boys said so. She said it was the practice.
She was especially good to the big bad boys, taking them in hand. When she spanked them, they said they deserved it and never complained.
When taking her particulars down, the policemen agreed that Alice was very, very good.
Friday, 7 February 2014
Ooh, woo, wee Wild night is calling
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Dog wakes me up at 1am being sick. I sort as Wife sleeps on.
Dog wakes up at 2.30am. I sort...
Give up on sleeping to fumble for glasses - because you can't stare, if you can't see. Wife moans I've woken her.
So now downstairs wondering where did the wild nights of youth go?
Friday, 31 January 2014
Unto the Seventh Generation
The cry of the Hawk, the spring hatchling now flown meant soon his world would be mere sound. For a man, now dust in the wind, had made bones of a country and punishment for his kin.
As Joash screamed for his son, he hoped, as had his father, that he would be the last.
Friday, 24 January 2014
And he stepped out into the world.
The third son now went travelling to make his fortune. Tom being more street wise was kind to old hags, trapped dragons and trees. At the castle of the dark Lord, the killer of worlds, he called on them for help.
He won?
Get real, he died drowned in blood, life ain't a fairy tale.
Friday, 17 January 2014
Dads and Sons
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'You look like a girl, get your hair
cut. And turn that row down.'
'But dad, it’s Fairport Convention.'
Brian swore he would chill with his kids
'You look like a toilet brush with that haircut. And turn that
bloody row off.'
'But dad you have to play Dubstep loud.'
Friday, 3 January 2014
I simply want to live; to cause no evil to anyone but myself
The silence was the first lie and then Jo said,
'What you doing in the Holosuite later?
'Oh, I'll race my Hog across the desert under the moon.'
'What about you?', asked Ken.
'I’ll watch children play on a beach.'
They fell silent, too ashamed to see each other’s tears. Far below, the dead Earth still burned.
Friday, 20 December 2013
But don't forget who's takin' you home
Wearing the silver swirly skirt, brought on a champagne fuelled weekend in the '80's, she walked out barefoot. Sitting on the window ledges, her boys cheered as Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This) got louder. Will, in Don Johnson jacket and stubble, reached up to her and got ready to dance for the last time.
Friday, 22 November 2013
A successful marriage is all about give and take
Beer can in hand, Billy said, 'Mate, I think you're in bed with my wife.'
'No pal, it’s kosher, I'm just mending the bed slats and they needed testing.'
Katie gave a look: 'You're think I'd be that stupid.'
Billy, ignoring the discarded trousers, opened his beer and said, 'No.'
Friday, 15 November 2013
Love is in deeds
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Mr Seal loved Miss Penguin but was too shy to say. Then he saw Mr Fox puckering up to kiss. Yet still no sweet words came.
Miss Penguin, a no nonsense gal just kicked Mr Fox into a pool and fall on him yelling for help.
She got her wedding and a new fur stole.
Friday, 8 April 2011
Just another love song
'Do you know what soundtrack you are?'
The question caught my attention, which is more then she did. I liked them blond and pretty – young was only an option. I had some morals.
Nodding for a refill, I asked, 'Which?'
She leant over to hum some old song. I missed the warning by laughing.
Random Word: Old Song
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Friday, 1 April 2011
Tara, tara boom de ay
Tara was up-tight. But drunk, she turned pink and fluffy with panties to match. As a stay-at-home-drinker, who would know - or so you’d think. But thanks to her ex’s hidden cameras, she was the girly-girl you loved too…well get to know.
On discovery, Tara exploded but pocketed the money - to sue the son-of-a-bitch!
Random Word: Tara
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Friday, 31 December 2010
If you’re happy and you know it
The branch cracked but Matt and Helen clung on above the lions.
‘I told—’
Matt interrupted. ‘Something ‘ll save you.’
Helen, tired of his happy clappy crap, swung back to the tree to kick him, just as the branch broke.
Matt as he fall, shouted back. ‘See.’
Helen made a tradition of never dating optimists.
Random Word: Traditions
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Friday, 17 December 2010
Zombie Sonic
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Mary loved being in Peter’s dream even if it was like a dirty cave.
‘Yucky not mucky,’ she hasten to say to an embarrassed looking Peter.
‘So why are you here?
‘You wanted to play the TV game, Father developed.’
‘But wasn’t that banned as it takes—’
I DO
They both almost finished, ‘Oh, blime—’
Random Word: Let’s Play
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Friday, 10 December 2010
So where does the rulebook say no?
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‘My little Beth is going to win, ain’t she.’
‘They won’t take… hmm… incentives.’
‘Póg mo thóin! Fix it, unless you want to sleep under a bog.’
Beth wasn’t wild about the “mermaid” solution until those gold medals rolled in.
Random Word: Plastic Surgery
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Friday, 3 December 2010
Say again?
‘We always keep our peckers up ...’
Jeff began to worry just what Gobble-To-Go actually did.
‘...touch wood, if you know what I mean...’
Jud, smile fixed, didn’t want to.
‘...now, do you want crea—‘
Jeff fled.
Taking the coffee, Pete sighed, ‘I tell you, it’s the name, Gobbler Turkeys worked better.’
Random Word: Gobble Gobble
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Friday, 19 November 2010
Some Angels say yes
I was a new investigatory reporter pushing to expose Inspector Cimmon’s corruption. On the way to a set-up Harry, said, ‘So your big break.’ That got me thinking.
As Barton arrived, a gun clicked, ‘I’m sorry mate…wha—’
Shooting, I said, ‘So am I.’
Smiling at the surprised Cimmon, I explained, ‘Emptied at the garage.’
Random word: Cinnamon
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Friday, 5 November 2010
Love spell
Image maker: James Sherwood
The meal was a success.
He’ll marry Jane even if it was love in the cold. Perhaps, the Derby Auction should have remained just a wonderful memory. He was supposed to play around until the right girl came.
Daddy had made it very clear that if he married below the salt, he would lose everything.
Random Word: Abracadabra, she said
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Friday, 29 October 2010
Salt might but jogging doesn't
Mary was exercising when suddenly she fell into a fiery pit. The waiting demon flourished a scroll and said,
‘Stop diluting our ‘Feel the Burn’™ brand, or else.’
Before Mary could reply, she woke up in hospital. She put it down to the knock for as Hitler later said to her, ‘Wer glaubt an Satan?’
Random Word: Feel the love
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Friday, 22 October 2010
Geeks know how to programme, baby
Shelia knew the spaceships came in peace, but then she always believed, I’ll love you in the morning.
Even after the deathray incident she still believed.
So using her programmer skills, she analysed the codes and proved that the accident was down to the aliens adopting Windows Vista and not Linux as their communications software.
Random word: Aliens at the door
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