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“One if by Land, Two if by Sea, and None Ain’t So Hot Either”
By Scott L Vannatter – 100 Words
George and the Stollepers had been at war for 32 years. He took pride in the fact his home had never been breached. The mountain wall behind and the sheer forest in front made attack difficult. He had Oldham stand sentry 1st shift and his brothers took care of the rest. They used the Paul Revere method for notification: quick and simple.
George was enjoying a fresh martini and the attentions of one Bette Marina when the rumbling started. Before he could move, George’s living room floor erupted in a mess and the digging machine, filled with the enemy, attacked.
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Namaste,
Scott
Comments
Scott, That was clever; the enemy coming from underneath. You can’t trust anyone any more. I hope he excapes before he’s captured. Well written. 🙂 —Susan
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🙂
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Perhaps the martini and Bette Marina were a bad idea. This is very clever!
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Bette and a drink? Probably never good.
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uh oh, the old Trojan Tunnel trick. Randy
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Yep, must be Australia, maybe, from “down under”.
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Time to move out. Was it a Trojan Horse? Where’s Bette Marina nowadays?
Didn’t George and the Stollepers have a number one hit with Gaga Googoo Baby back in the eighties?
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Perhaps, the hit fueled the fire. Instead of a wooden horse, it was a wooden floor. Bette is nowhere to be found that I have heard.
Thanks for reading.
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After 32 years he got a bad day!
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I think this one might just stick with him.
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My home ain’t my castle anymore.. maybe it would have been better to make peace…
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You know, I agree, 32 years is a long time.
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Wildly imaginative!
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Thank you. I try!
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