I bided me time, me hearties, waiting for me captors to make a wrong move. I spied an opportunity when the dirty bilge rats let me out for what they called a picnic. I escaped while their afts were turned. What wailing when the lubbers couldn't find me! Avast, I have me freedom once again!
About Friday Flash 55: The challenge is to write a complete story in fifty-five words. If you've written a 55-flash, go let The G-Man know!
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January 12, 2012 at 10:47 PMDo these Jeans make my Afts look big?
Loved your 55 ya salty Wench!
No plank walkin for ye...
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Afts Week-End...G
hmm. My cats would be YOWLING to get back into the house. NO pirate cats here!
January 12, 2012 at 11:13 PMHaha, nicely amusing on a frosty UK morning. Like the use of 'aft'...
January 13, 2012 at 2:30 AMJamie
i escaped while their afts were turned lol...that is funny
January 13, 2012 at 6:52 AMwhen he smells the lasagne in the oven, he will be back with one big jump...hunger is stronger than freedom..smiles
January 13, 2012 at 7:56 AMYay pirates! A 55 after my own heart :)
January 13, 2012 at 9:12 AMI think my kids would enjoy a pirate cat!
January 13, 2012 at 9:19 AMGreat 55!
Is this a new travel companion for Bunny?
January 13, 2012 at 9:54 AM@Alice: Sadly, this was a toy left abandoned at a rest stop on a West Texas road between Alpine and Big Bend. I propped it up in a prominent place in the hope that the travelers would pass back through and the kids would retrieve it.
January 13, 2012 at 10:17 AMI had fun making it a happy story instead of thinking about the sad little kid who forgot a favorite toy at a rest stop.
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