BEST FURROWED BROWS

August 14, 2015

Winners – Best Furrowed Brows – Father and Son Division Lon and Creighton (Lon Jr) Chaney

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SKY AS LIMIT

August 13, 2015

‘The sky’s the limit,’ snarled the bad marigold. ‘Why?’ asked the impertinent seed. ‘Because beyond the sky is space, and there’s no air there,’ mocked the bad marigold. ‘Why?’ asked the inquisitive seed. ‘Because … It’s … There’s … It’s none of your business. Get away from me before something happens that I like and […]

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FOREST IMPERSONATION

August 12, 2015

An elite brigade of triffids practices impersonating a Sierra forest.

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THE POET IN THE STRAITJACKET SPEAKS

August 10, 2015

oh bring us errant cigars fold paper as if unto hats with dusty ribbons place them trickling on our brows remedy remedy i offer hope with savage intent somewhere near the face of the grinning man

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VAMPIRE’S REGRET

August 9, 2015
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PUN FUN

August 8, 2015

‘The wife’s lookin’ for ya. She’s to the bottom of the hill,’ Matty informed his shipmate, Dave. ‘Oh, she is, has it?’ said Dave, and he drained his tapered glass of ale. ‘Draw me another, Tim.’ Tim refilled Dave’s glass. ‘There now, I’ll be back before I’ve gone,’ said Dave, raising his full glass in […]

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PLAYING MAKE BELIEVE

August 7, 2015

These young flowers are pretending to be butterflies.

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QUESTION

August 6, 2015

Is it possible to be cowed by a dog or dogged by a cow?

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KINDNESS

August 5, 2015
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The crowd dispersed in sullen dismay after the winning ticket had been drawn. The richest man in town had won again. A bitter Norman Cardwell tore his losing stub into bits, stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them thoroughly into a clump of sog, and spat the clump of sog into the face of a […]

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THE MODEST FLOWER

August 4, 2015

When I heaped on this blossom effusive praise, she blushed thusly.

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