Group. Might I say some belated words? Won’t take long. I’d kill for a bite.
First thing I said last Weds was ‘Ahoy, the land of Os’ and hove to at the quayside. Feeling piratey I said ‘avast me timbers’ an all.
I placed an ad for a mate in the local and I cannot deny the pleasure I felt when I laid an optic on this hunk. I might gab on a bit eh, but when he took me to bathe at the swimming holes I was almost won over. I had to pinch myself. Was this real? Despite being mired in poverty, my heirs will be eternally grateful.
Let me give you the drum, or the dirt as you say. I was so excited a fart escaped me.
Although I prefer to be mowed, how could I refuse when he asked to be my….um
Oh Al Zoev. Yes.
For the Flash Fiction Jan 2012 Challenge
Using all of these words from somebody’s twisted scrabble game –
Kill Bite Hove Dirt Drum Um Waxer Be Eh Optic Ad Deny Ahoy Holes Weds Gab Lated Might Avast Refuse Fart Mired Quay Mowed Group Pinch Bathe Heirs Al Os Zoevyes