...kindly drop by
Every Day Fiction and read my short story, "Fresh Ideas." It's short, I tell you. If so moved, leave a nice comment and a swell rating. Thank you for your support. I will imagine presents and gold appearing on the front seat of your car.
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Um...along with the gold can I also find dumped in the front seat: one Mr. Fusion unit, a small plastic sack of P38s [in case there are still cans in the future] and a Colt Dragoon, for those dark nights when your target is very near -rendering 'aim' an option of whim - and one doesn't feel like rummaging in the drawer for a smaller piece.
Now that we've struck a tentative deal -off to sample that story
- kate
I'm impressed you knew about P38s. Did Bill ever mention they were called "John Wayne's?"
Colt Dragoon's are on back order.
I can let you have a broom handle Mauser right now.
Thanks anyway on the Mauser...it looks a bit like an exotic plumbing tool of some kind. I want the intruder's teeth to sweat when he catches a glint of that colt, glowing eerily in the blue light during the three AM rerun of Pawn Stars.
The story which recently exited your finger tips is delightful. Thurber has nothing on you when it comes to writing about socio-pathic office workers.
Keep 'em humming. I think you're on a roll.
-k
Are you hinting that I'm in the fabled cat bird seat?
Only as long as you keep tearing up the pea patch. xD
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