100 word stories #3: The Costume Party
Today, you will punch a skeleton.
That level of detail would renew my faith in horoscopes.
Sagittarius: Through a panto horse-head you’ll nibble at the finger-food as best you can, but eventually the neck-hole will smell like pickled onions and you’ll get Brie in your mane.
Then a man in a latex Halloween costume will poke you in the rump with the pointed edge of a salada, and your fraying dignity will unravel all at once.
In a blinding rage, you’ll claw at his tibia, fibula, radius; looking for something snappable.
Your wife will cry and leave without you.
Comments
hahahahaha
yep, bring on those horoscopes
Yes, happened too me last Tuesday…
I sometimes have songs come true – “smoke on the water, fire in the sky” happened on Monday night. Bloody power failed with a bang and I dropped my cigarette in my cup of coffee. But that’s about it.
Lol – yeah I’m waiting for those too!
Love the way you write. Good humour is hard to find. May I try an answer?
Taurus: Today you will find you are completely alone in the world. Serves you right you elitest ####. You will cry while sitting on the toilet and your wife will return to get her stuff. On the bright side you will be hit by a bus at 4.30pm, so look forward to that.
Sorry my humour is a bit dark. On a positive note I am not married nor a Taurian.
haha, that would be a refreshing change – it reminds me of the personal regression assignments at www.girlsarepretty.com – a special holiday for every day.
try not to listen to my hororscopes, think you make your own way in the world, besides my porsche never arrived!……………………………………………
Hi Mr F:)
Very witty, acerbic. You have a knack for last lines in these things…
100 word stories are tough, you’ve been doing well with these! As for horoscopes, definately vote for better detail (like which horse is going to win).
Sharp. I like it.