CORPS DE BALLET

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delivered words to a dry eyed unsmiling audience. Baffy then closed the meeting. The clowns filed out, retrieved their funny hats, and dispersed. They attacked at dawn.
Footmen cleared the bowls, replacing them with salad, a single miniature tomato on a single lettuce leaf. Night droned on. The main course was consumed, as was the dessert. No spirits were imbibed. Tumblers of water were sipped in silence. The after dinner speaker, Jocko,
CLOWNS #dada The clowns entered. Names printed on discs above each place setting guided them to their seats. They stood behind their chairs until Baffy, president pro-tem, indicated that they should be seated. Rollo and Ducky recited the pledge. Soup was consumed in silence.
QUILT #art #dada Seconds before the quilt was sparked to writhing life by the magic wand pic.twitter.com/HvXc0ZBlT6
shouldn’t be,’ sang a soft chorus. I knew I must succeed or die, but dang, I thought I would succeed - Tenwillett’s last thought. I knew he must succeed or die, but dang, I thought he would succeed - final thought of Lila. The floating blobs continued to live peacefully forever.
roar of the storm had dampened to silence. The wind had fallen away. Tenwillett raised his head. The snow still fell, but peacefully, dreamily. And what was that strange orange light? What were those floating blobs of pale color behind the curtain of snow? ‘We are here, but you
door and threw himself into the storm. Staggering toward the trail, Tenwillett knew he must succeed or die. With a light laugh, he turned toward the landing site and pushed on. Head down, he moved, but after an eternity of fifteen minutes, something changed. What was it? Ah, the
TENWILLIT #scifi ‘I’m going,’ said Tenwillett. ‘Some fool has to go, and it might as well be me.’ ‘You mustn’t,’ said Lila, but not forcefully. The others trapped in the cabin averted their gazes. Outside, the wind howled. A sneer danced on Tenwillett’s lips. He wrenched open the pic.twitter.com/bneJ6u7AMK
‘I’m a witch. It’s what I do,’ said the witch, and she hummed a happy tune and resumed sewing.
shoes. Instead, she turned and left the cottage, muttering, ‘Long lost book, long lost book.’ ‘Wow. She fell for it again. I can’t believe it,’ said the witch’s cat, sliding out from behind the sewing basket. ‘Why do you keep torturing her year after year?’
bounced off her stomach. ‘Oof,’ said Euphonia, stepping into the newly lovely shoes. ‘What’s the hint?’ ‘Treasure is found when least you look. Bind your fortune to a long lost book.' ‘That’s it. That’s the clue?’ said Euphonia, and she suppressed the urge to remove and fling her
what I’m going to do. I will repair your shoes and give you a hint.’ So saying, the witch waved her right hand, the one holding needle and thread, in a complicated pattern as if leading an orchestra into battle. The flung worn out shoes leaped fully repaired to Euphonia and
exist. You lied. Found Pink, Blue, even Yellow And Black Striped Mountain. You lied. White Mountain treasure does not exist. You lied, liar.’ Fortunately for Euphonia, the witch was amused, and in her good eye a twinkle danced. ‘Tut, tut, my dear,’ said the witch. ‘I’ll tell you
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