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Worth A Picture
Submitted by Laika on Tue, 09/08/2009 - 19:50
I'm not very good at math, but if one picture is worth 1000 words,
then these ten 100 word stories must be
WORTH A PICTURE
Laika Pupkino ~~~ 2009
.1) THE HELLFIRE KID TELLS HIS TALE
Some boys dream of becomin' ship captains, others jungle explorers. Maybe a few dream of bein' lamplighters. But my judgement was polluted by penny dreadfuls and tales of the Wild West. So when Satan offered me my heart's desire, I tole him t' make me an unbeatable gunfighter.
Shouldn'ta said unbeatable. After killing my first hundred men it warn't much fun. Once outta curiousity, I didn't even draw. Somehow th' feller shot an' kill't hisself!
I'm 90 now, and soon Old Scratch'll be claimin' my soul. But I was a legend in my day...
The Faustus Gun in the West.
.2)IN THE NIGHT COLOSSEUM
Sleepwalkers in the minefield
marching endlessly to and fro,
Arms outstretched, their whistling snores synchronized-
it all makes for a horribly fascinating show,
In those classic striped pajamas, bunny-rabbit slippers,
and their nightcap's tassles dangling down just so;
Each meandering quite at random,
yet they all seems oddly correographed don'tcha know?
You'd think the explosions would wake them,
Ultimately they will all be eliminated,
except for one lucky somnambulistic so and so.
I put $100 on that big fella, #37
I call him Joe.
What? Barbaric? GRAB 'IM, BOYS!
Frickin' bleeding heart troublemaker ......... you'll be competing tomorrow!
.3) THE RINGER
The crowds cheered for Meredith as her team helped her out of the swimming pool and into her wheelchair.
As she wheeled herself toward the stand to receive her fourth consecutive gold medal it was announced that her wins had all been disqualified, and she was barred from competing.
Meredith was furious, "Just what the hell kind of nonsense are you pulling here?"
"The Paralympics are for disabled people," said the angry official.
The legless swimmer crowed, "Hel-looooo! Are you completely stupid? You see this wheelchair? I can't walk, never could. What am I then if not handicapped?"
.4) THE WISHLAWYER
"Okay," I told the genie, "my first wish..."
Suddenly an affluent man materialized, "Are you nuts? Making wishes without counsel present?"
"Who are you?"
"A wishlawyer. And your best friend. Tragedies befalls those who word their wishes poorly!"
"That's from stories."
"So are magic genies. My fee is two wishes."
"Maybe. But your single wish will bring happiness, not some trick."
"Sign here...... and here....... Now whisper your wish to me."
"Sure, but I just wish this wishing deal wasn't so complicated."
Suddenly it wasn't.
"Cheerio," he smiled. Disappeared.
At least I got to keep the pen.
.5) ON THE TOWN
by Bill and Glori and Fickling (Special to the Costa Pointe Foghorn)
A splendiferous repast was luxuriated upon by habitues of //// NOW HOLD YER DAMN HORSES WOMAN, WHY DON'CHA JUST SAY WE ET US SOME GRUB AT //// Chateau Naugahyde, whence the charming "Freddie" of Montague's fame conconcted masterful //// THAT BLACK GUNK THEY BRUNG US STUNK LIKE SUMPIN' DIED! \\\\ appetizers, which were equalled in excellence only by \\\\ HEY GARSOON, WHO I GOTTA KILL FER SOME KETCHUP? //// the sublime décor //// CHRIST IT'S DARK IN HERE! \\\\ featuring playful faux-recherche tiki torches and understated wainscotting, insinuating a piquant counterpoint //// HEY COME BACK WITH MUH SOUP! \\\\ to our view of the town dump...
Glori's Rating: *****
Bill's Rating: $$$$$
.6) THE QUEEROMETER NEVER LIES
My new neighbor seemed nice enough, in a macho ignoramus kind of way.
His cluttered apartment had porno mags scattered everywhere. He got us
beers, turned on the television.
"That dude's a fuckin' faggot!"
"That actor? You heard this?"
"I just know. I always know."
I saw one serious flaw in his claim, but just nodded.
"And him too."
"Gene Hackman? You sure?"
"Positive. 'Cause whenever I see a homo, I get this ......... reaction.
Kinda like my grandma knowing it was gonna rain. Goddamn queers are
"What kind of reaction?"
"It's like ............. my dick gets hard."
.7)MY PRINCESS IS JUST THE SWEETEST THING...
...but is she ever spoiled! I know I shouldn't, but just look at that darling face! She was happy enough eating YUMMO cat food. It's expensive, but well...
Until once on vacation I bought her ECSTA-CAT. She loved that, and when I fed her YUMMO again she wouldn't touch it! Then I discovered they don't sell ECSTA-CAT here. Had to drive three states just to feed her. I didn't want to, but she'd give me "that look"...
Then somehow my sweetums acquired a taste for human flesh. Well what can you do?
Please stop squirming, this'll all be over soon...
His weight exceeding 700 pounds
& his legs having nearly given out
Fatty swore he'd never end up some pitiable freak
who couldn't even leave his bed.
he had a plan.
he had his uncle cut a hole in the floor
of his VW convertible
and the middle of the driver's seat
and with a bit of help squeezed in behind the wheel one final time
and drove off into parts unknown
where he lived on drive-thru tacos
showered at the carwash
and left his own dotted line down the middle of the road
as he motored around going poopity-poopity-poop-poop-poop...
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.10)THE MUSEUM OF LITERARY DEVICES
As we entered the Museum of Literary Devices, Cliff and I left our coats on the narrative hooks. We watched in fascination as a native artisan operated a framing device. There was a big part of the museum we couldn't visit because they were breaking the fourth wall. We rode the Deus ex Machina a few times, and then dangled our feet in the stream of consciousness, gorging ourselves on plot twists. As we were about to leave, Cliff approached an odd looking gizmo.
I screamed, "No Cliff, don't stick your neck in there! That's a-"
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