Three Word Wednesday - May 23, 2007
"I might be in Colorado, or Georgia by the sea
Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be"
Three Word Wednesday - May 23, 2007
Sir Bone of Bama has Three Word Wednesdays at his blog. The project is that he picks three words, then people write a bit utilizing those three words. The three words this week were filthy, guess, and convenience. Below you will find my attempt.
"I guess it's really all a matter of convenience. Everything that happened?"
"Yes, for the hundredth time. I was just walking down the street when I bumped into your wife."
"Really? You wouldn't lie to me now, would you son? You know what I do to men that lie to me?"
"Yes. Yes. YES!" The last 'yes' was emphasized by the swift crack of a baseball bat splintering Shaun's left shin. "Oh God," was all that Shaun could barely eek out through the flood of tears.
"He can't help you now, son. I want to hear you tell me the truth. What is the nature of your relationship with my wife? Is it truly some simple passing, or was it what I believe it to be? A tawdry, filthy affair between two consenting adults?"
"I swear, it's nothing!"
With another loud crack, Shaun's other shin became mush.
Until next time:
"The ideas dictate everything, you have to be true to that or you're dead." - David Lynch
Working for some man who may not know at all who I might be"
Three Word Wednesday - May 23, 2007
Sir Bone of Bama has Three Word Wednesdays at his blog. The project is that he picks three words, then people write a bit utilizing those three words. The three words this week were filthy, guess, and convenience. Below you will find my attempt.
"I guess it's really all a matter of convenience. Everything that happened?"
"Yes, for the hundredth time. I was just walking down the street when I bumped into your wife."
"Really? You wouldn't lie to me now, would you son? You know what I do to men that lie to me?"
"Yes. Yes. YES!" The last 'yes' was emphasized by the swift crack of a baseball bat splintering Shaun's left shin. "Oh God," was all that Shaun could barely eek out through the flood of tears.
"He can't help you now, son. I want to hear you tell me the truth. What is the nature of your relationship with my wife? Is it truly some simple passing, or was it what I believe it to be? A tawdry, filthy affair between two consenting adults?"
"I swear, it's nothing!"
With another loud crack, Shaun's other shin became mush.
Until next time:
"The ideas dictate everything, you have to be true to that or you're dead." - David Lynch
posted by The Big Man | 5/23/2007 11:17:00 AM
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