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“They’re closing the Lang forever after New Year’s Eve.”
“Bummer. I drank a lot of beer there.”
“Me, too. It ain’t right. We oughta save a piece of her for posterity.”
55 Flash Fiction Friday is hosted by G-Man (Mr. Knowitall). Click the icon below or the link for more information. All you have to do to join in is write a story in exactly 55 words then trip over to G-Man’s blog and let him know you’ve posted your 55.
What is it you want me to do?
I’ve got Christmas parties to attend,
goodies to bake,
presents to wrap,
cards to deliver,
a house to clean and decorate,
shopping to do,
and phone calls to make.
I can’t add anything to
my already packed schedule!
55 Flash Fiction Friday is hosted by G-Man (Mr. Knowitall). Click the icon below or the link for more information. All you have to do to join in is write a story in exactly 55 words then trip over to G-Man’s blog and let him know you’ve posted your 55.
Jacob’s degree program required an algebra class. He petitioned the dean’s office demanding a release from the class without penalty. The dean wanted to know why.
“I can’t take algebra,” Jacob explained, “Because exponents are against my religion.”
“That’s preposterous!” The dean snapped.
“I am an atheist,” Jacob explained. “I don’t believe in higher powers.”
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Mrs. Jensen answered her door and discovered two police officers standing on her porch. Jeremy, her 5 year old, was with them. Mrs. Jenson was shocked. “What’s going on? Jeremy is supposed to be in school!”
“Yes ma’am,” Sergeant Friday said. “He ran away during nap time. We could cite him for resisting a rest.”
Flash 55 is hosted by G-Man (Mr. Knowitall). Click the icon below or the link for more information. All you have to do to join in is write a story in exactly 55 words then trip over to G-Man’s blog and let him know you’ve posted your 55.
To improve morale, a mine owner bought a piano for sub-level seven. From there ventilation shafts would carry the music throughout the mine. Unfortunately during installation the winch broke dropping the piano. Upon hearing a scream and a crash, the mine owner demanded, “What was that noise?”
“I believe,” his foreman answered, “A flat minor.”
