My story with a message from last week:
Please be considerate and keep your story to 100 words. Thank you.
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Genre: Hysterical Fiction
Word Count: 100
“Raaaawk! Perry pecked a pack of pimpled pipers.” The bird flapped his feathers and strutted across his perch. “Perry’s pimpled pipers ate pickled peaches. Raaaawk!”
Connie swept bird poo beneath his post, dumped it in the trash, and shook her head. “It’s Peter Piper, you silly goose.”
“Hoooonk! I’m a goose!”
“No, you’re a Mynah bird.”
“Raaaaawk! Mynah place or yours, sexy thing?”
“Don’t! Stop it, you dumb bird.”
“Don’t! Stop! Don’t stop! Don’t stop!”
Outside, her husband’s truck juddered into the driveway. She met him at the door. “Russell Gayer, why can’t we have a dog like normal people?”
Th-th-that’s all folks!!!