This post is not like my every other regular posts, but I hope it is worthwhile, to an extent at least.
Many thanks to lots of fixing and blending into a new system, I had to put a brief (hopefully it will remain brief) pause to my once in a while scribbles. A special thanks to all who noticed a certain Señor Joe was away. I’ll try to improve, device efficient time management strategy and metamorphose.
Not to grasshopper or butterfly of course.
A while ago I stumbled upon a piece on one of the blogs I religiously patronise, and I thought, “why not try this?” Several cock crows later, I churned this out.
Ladies, gentlemen, and other grossly marginalised categories after the duo, I present to you a 50-word story. One or two title suggestions would come in handy.
John Doe lost balance as the furious slap married his face.
Thick Madam sneered, enjoying the sight of an unconscious man rolling over the parapet of the 3rd Mainland bridge into the lagoon.
“Beautiful dive, loose mouth! That happens when one says my driving sucks.”
Realisation hit; she screamed.
I mused on the post and tried to understand the motive behind my action.
Like seriously? A 50-word story? Hian! What was I thinking sef. Testing new waters or copying someone else?
I feel like a Chin Fu right now; like a “China phone” manufacturer, except for the huge revenue not raked in.
Will I change? NO.
I will definitely do it again.
There! I’ve allowed myself another 50-word plain unseriousness. I think “Chinko Technique” should fit.
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