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I hope the new format for the inLinkz works. Just click on the froggy. I’ve put the update off for a month. Don’t you love updates? I think I’ve done this right. I’m still resisting the new WordPress dashboard. 😉 In any event, after wrestling with the new inLinkz format, here’s my ‘story’ for this week.
Genre: Hysterical Fiction
Word Count: 100
DO YOU SEE WHAT I SEE?
“It’s not what you look at that matters…,” said Sandra.
“…it’s what you see,” said Shrawley.
“Our Fairy Blog Mother posts it almost every week like it’s highly significant or something.” Russell repositioned his clown nose while his pooch, Liza Jane, warbled a tune. “Ask Louisa May Alcott Wisoff-Fields yourself.”
“You yanks are so obtuse,” fumed Ali. “Don’t you see the flying saucer over the market?”
“Pfft!” Dale rolled her eyes. “Give it up.”
Rochelle’s frustration mounted. “The prompt is a mere suggestion. Use your imaginations, please.”
“Oooh. Now I see it.” Russell pointed to the Coors sign. “Bottoms up.”