Wednesday, 3 February 2010

Scenes that were cut

Random Word: Cowardly LionRandom Story Image

I mean she swings more then a 17 year old should swing if you get me drift. Said she had fallen out the sky, well her backside were dusty.  Yes I know.   I sent her packing with that  lion, him that’s scared of his own farts.

Tuesday, 2 February 2010

When its too cold for salad


Random Word: Slipped
‘Is he dead yet?’
‘I can’t tell. What do you look for?’
Random Story Image‘Feel his pulse.’
‘It’s kind of jumpy and he’s white looking.
You mean pale?’
‘Yes.’
‘Don’t waste time, just grab what we can sell.’
No… he’s moving.’
Boris opened his eyes, Lunch had come early.

Friday, 29 January 2010

Listen before you leap

Random Word: Wait
‘Could I ask if you had warned him?’Random Story Image
‘Nope.’
‘I fear Madam, that was not wise.’
‘Buster, it was either a drink for him or a backhander for me.’
‘Yes, but perhaps you could have asked him to wait?’
‘What, and missed the laughs when they saw him butt naked?

Thursday, 28 January 2010

It ain’t over till the last bullet

Random WRandom Story Imageord: Run
‘When yor goin to run?’
           It were just a waiting game. The bullets bouncin off the rocks, told Duke otherwise. Jumping for cover,  he landed heavy and felt something crack. Before the pain kicked he fired off a round. The  empty click told him it was his turn to wait.


 

Wednesday, 27 January 2010

Only the old know where the mountains are

Random Word: Don’t Move Random Story Image
‘I’m going to move mountains when I grow up. Only losers fail.’
           I can still see Charlie wiping the blood off his face as he defied the Townes bullies. He was our James Dean, the first of us to die. The one who never endured the small successes of  life.

Tuesday, 26 January 2010

What the fallen hear

Random woRandom Story Imagerd: Stand Still

The heavier footsteps started from streets who had nothing to lose. Soon those who could pitter-pat in the best French leather joined in. The guns facing them clicked and rattled. The cheers as the stomp of marching feet joined the beat told him it was over more then the silence.