It has been a long time since I last participated in San Diego Momma's PROMPTuesday. Basically she dishes out a writing task. It gives my crazy mind a chance to stretch its legs. Today's task is to finish the story begun with:
“What are you doing here?” I hadn’t thought to knock.
Aaron raised his head from the table. His eyes wouldn't meet mine. "We need to talk."
Aaron was sitting at my kitchen table, clad only in some ghastly boxer-shorts and a mismatching pair of stripey socks. He had just decapitated an egg and looked decidedly fractious. Open cupboards spoke of a frantic search for coffee.
It all started to flood back. We were out last night on a bender. He must have crashed at my place. Aaron is the sort of guy who walks hand-in-hand with scandal. Something scandalous must have happened. He conveyed the impression that something had all gone horribly wrong.
Memories of the night before were materialising. We had a lot to drink. The VIP lounge, that's right, we found some VIP passes lying outside and managed to sneak in. A fight. There was a fight. Aaron is prone to getting lary with violent maniacs. Something to do with a blond he was fraternising with. I vaguely remembering a fight breaking out, we got thrown out, Aaron was rollicking about in the street...
"The Police were here earlier," he said while readjusting his boxers, "they're coming back later to ask us some questions."
"About what?"
"You know the Postman Pat kiddie ride, the one that sits outside the newsagent down the road?"
"Yeah."
"It went missing last night. Two guys of our description were seen carrying it down the road."
"So?"
Aaron nodded towards the window. Sitting on the front lawn was the Postman Pat ride.
"You're right man, we need to talk."
Tuesday, 12 May 2009
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Brilliant!!
Bury that, quick!
It is amazing how your writing goes from point A to point B.
Postman Pat, made me laugh out..I thought quickly enough to cover my mouth and muffle the sound though...so all is good.
Great story...I think I like this PrompTuesday thing. Can't wait until next week.
You, my friend, are brilliant.
And when you write things like this, it makes me insanely jealous.
So thanks for that.
Loved it!!!
hee hee!
(picture me laughing in a very Dr. Evil kind of way)
Ha! I bet there was a shop somewhere complaining about the theft of all their 20 pence pieces too.
Well done Mo.
Great story!
Too bad your main character doesn't remember....sounds like they had a good time. :-)
Love it! Thanks for a morning smile. Even though it's not morning there. Just go with it, k?
I never did like the looks of that Aaron. Nope, never did.
Tell him to give you back your stripey socks. How will you amuse your fellow passengers on the train without them?
Mmm...would love to hear the rest of the stroy! Keep it coming Mo!
Well done!
Hmmm...too bad there weren't pictures of this fictional escapade!
*giggle*
ah, good times.
very good!
Hilarious!! Postman Pat ride? You took the prompt and went with it!
I just KNEW this would become something chuckley and slightly scandalous in your able hands!
I have a feeling this story came less from imagination than from memory. But I'm not judging.
The worst I've stolen was someone's tacky ass lawn ornament. But really, I did them a favor.
Wonderfully written, Mo ... I agree with Captain D though, that sounds like the voice of experience ;)
Could've been worse. Think how 40 pink flamingoes would have stood out on your front lawn.
"Aaron is the sort of guy who walks hand-in-hand with scandal...."
Oh too funny! Aaron is the name of my unfaithful ex-husband! Ha ha ha!
Well,,,, what happened next?
I love it! And can I steal...I mean borrow this for my interview? They want a sample of my writing, is that weird?
Oh an since the last comment I left when I was drunk commenting, I have listened to your live jelly biting. Hilarious!
Do us a favour Mo, leave a comment on San Diego Moms blog. I've tried but can't for some reason. Direct her to mine http://rubbishatpoker.blogspot.com/
and have a read yourself.
All the best.
Hehe. I'm looking forward to your next PROMPTuesday post! :D
Holy crapper you made mine look so, so um First Grade? (It doesn't post til tonight and now I'm rethinking it....)
Awesome. I love reading your writing.
Good one! I love the ending!
I love San Diego Momma and I'm going to drive down to one of her bloggy get togethers SOMETIME. I keep meaning to do it & it just hasn't happened yet. She's great - and BTW so was your post today - it was awesome!
That is awesome! I totally gonna check out San Diego Momma and probably start checking in on her prompts.
Love stuff like that! You rocked it.
Good job!
(I'm certain it was "your" evil twins!)
wondering what ride i could steal from the shopping mall.
i am freakishly strong, you know.
and definitely within walking distance.
andy
p.s. i'll let you know.
p.p.s. although if i can't stomach biting condom boxes i'm not sure i can teef a kiddie ride.
well done mo!!!
i love that the postman pat ride is easy viewing from the window, and yet the police have to come back later to 'ask some questions'.
oh,and i changed my url so you may need to re-add me somewhere, assuming you still want to read my posts and arn't using this as a run-down-the-street-in-only-your-stripey-socks-screaming-"yes,i'm freeee"
:)
I don't know how I missed this yesterday! Love the children's ride.
Kiddie rides are whimsical sculptures!!!
nice! I love your writing man.
Please tell me Aaron wasn't wearing your socks...
That was great. I love your writing style.
ha ha ha! Excellent. If truth is stranger than fiction, I shudder to think what you've really gotten up to while on a bender. ;)
Oh, and after reading this.... I don't think there is anything YOU could do to help me with that visa. Thanks, though. Really.
NO, seriously, please don't try and help.
;D
WEll done. I totally see this guy, I may have even been on a date with him once or twice
That was amazing! And thanks for the urban dictionary link...I had no idea what lary meant until now.
Great writing, loved this and it's a cool idea too, to finish the beginning like that.
Ha! Hilarious.
Thanks. Now I know what "lary" means. You guys must be really strong--that Postman Pat thing looks heavy...especially heavy if you stole it while kids were still sitting inside (I hope not!)...
This is a fun idea...finishing stories. I don't think mine would be so funny, however....you need to participate in this more often.
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