50 Word Fiction Fridays Vol. 34
You might be amazed, if you were around here Friday, by my ability to manipulate time and space, and post something in the past. I've got mad phat physics skills, and if I want to utilize tesseracts to go back to Friday, to post the FiWoFicFriday I can. Truth is, I was busy, and forgot it was Friday. But that's ok, cuz I got a good story out of it, one which I will tell you later, with more than 50 words. Fun!
Ok, well, this week's sin, and therefore theme, is Greed.
Greed is Tasty
The boy stuffed holiday cookies into his pockets. When his pockets were full, he began stuffing his cheeks. He turned around and ran into his grandmother, spitting crumbs on her sweater in his surprise.
"Well, Gordon Gekko, we'd better hide out in the kitchen before your mother sees you."
Comments
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Is that from A Wrinkle in Time?
And if it is, I want credit for remembering something I read 30 years ago.
In college I had trouble remembering things I'd read just a week prior ... or, more often, crammed just hours before.
Posted by: delmer | 28 novembre 2005 6h11
He kissed her with lips still wet with the juices of another woman, partially because he wanted her to taste her and partially because she wanted to taste her too. She sank to her knees, unzipped his pants and greedily sucked his shaft clean. She tasted that he came too.
Posted by: Thomas | 28 novembre 2005 7h04
She crammed yet another of those tiny delectable treats into her mouth, hoping nobody was watching. The icing again covered her mouth and fingers. How on earth can a person make cupcakes so darn tasty? She vowed to find out what Cupcake Royale’s secret is, no matter what the cost!
(Do ya notice a theme here? Drove from Metropolitan Grill to Ballard for dessert. How's that for addicted??? Try the gingerbread cupcake with lemon icing. TO DIE FOR!!!)
Posted by: zanie | 28 novembre 2005 15h04
The old desk was crammed full of papers, empty coffee cups, and stubs of long forgotten cigarettes. Aids to the Senator slipped in and out of the office like rodents visiting the king rat. The corporate executive smiled as the Senator nodded yes. Political greed is money in the bank.
Posted by: DrinkJack
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29 novembre 2005 16h58