WELCOME TO the happily-hosted-by-Grandma’s-Goulash Succinctly Yours, a perfectly wonderful meme that picks up where our ♥dearly♥ departed Microfiction Monday left off by asking the burning question:
How low can you go?
THE GIST: Use the photo provided by GG as inspiration for a story of 140 characters or 140 words. (It doesn’t have to be exactly 140, just not more.) Oh?! *nods an impressed head* You want an even BIGGER challenge?! Then incorporate the word of the week into your flash tale. This Monday's assignment is "honest," which I chose to skip, since that smitch of the game is optional. <-–Whew! and thank God, because I DON'T need that kind o' preshah! HERE’S
February 13th’s picture
AND my story:
SAINT VALENTINE'S DAY 2012
At the Just a Little Bedder One-Nighter Inn AKA "The Love Shack," proud sponsor of Athens' Annual Valentine's Day Night Always-a-Success Speed-Dating Spectacular, the continental breakfast chairs which sometimes doubled as cocktail bar stools were excitedly anticipating the arrival of tonight's love-birdy guests. "As I remember it," said one of the wickers, laughingly reminiscing about the previous year's last of the hook-up wannabes who sat in them until the evening had grown very, very weary and incredibly drunken, "finally she said to him, 'I may be a bit of an eyesore, but beauty is only a bedroom light switch away."
"Yeah, then I quickly slammed after the both of them!" chimed in the screen door. –119 WORDS
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FIVE WORDS:
Please meet Sidney "Strike the Pose" Vogue, presently a U.S. Postal Carrier who was voted "Most Likely to Take the Sensible Approach When It Comes to Round-Robin Social Engagements" in his high school yearbook. (Outstanding profile Sid has as well, eh?!)
Make a good first impression.
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Thinking of you during this wonderful Valentinesytide and, hopefully, you are doing Yours-Trulyishly likewise? If you arely, here's an important heads up:
Two dozen would do me quite nicely!
Fondly (and thanks aheadly!),
SparkleFarkle~~~~~♥
P.S. "Love Shack" by the B-52s was inspired by a 1970 Temptations song called "Psychedelic Shack," which had the refrain: "Psychedelic Shack, that's where it's at." The location of the actual Love Shack is not clear, but in 2004 MSNBC reported that an unoccupied, 5-room cabin with a tin roof in Athens, Georgia that had recently burned down was probably the dwelling in question. B-52s member Kate Pierson lived there in the '70s.
Rest in peace, my Mollo, ZuZu, and Miss Whitney Houston.
IMAGE CREDITS
Sharpee-Tag couple originally downloaded by Life 123
Speed-dating invite swiped from UnionProductions.org
Sidney = Snail-World.com
3 comments:
Hi, Jim, how's it going? Never mind, I think I know. Read on, because HM. Purposely AND purposefully modifying the title's word "one-liner" with the word "romantic," pretty much indicates that I did indeed mean "pick-up line" in my title. So, assuming that the reader understands English and read my story, then, uh-huh, the words "romantic one-liner" AND "one-nighter" actually DO have a place in my this week's SY entry. Honestly, I, of all people, should know: I wrote it. So, with that being said, I guess double-thanks are in order? Yeah, a sincere thanks for paying me a Succinctly Yours visit, but an especially BIG thank-you for once again famously scrutinizing what I have to SY say. And, if it's all about dissecting words, then it should be "Jim," Jim, and NOT "killjoy." WAIT. Maybe it is "Jim." Do I have time to Webster it? Thanks!
*returns from thumbing through the DICKtionary*
Yep, actually, it is "Jim":
Jim (dʒɪm)
n.
1. One who spoils the enthusiasm or fun of others 2. a killjoy. 3. But, in SparkleFarkle's case, it is definitely someone who, time and again, takes the wind out of her Succintly Your sails in the most boring and lamest ways possible.
Happy Valentines Day.
Sorry, folks. As much as I would have liked to have been able to respond to the rest of the comments (<--since removed, along with Jim's, because the smoke was billowing so much from my ears that it clouded my judgement, so, in haste and pissed-off-edness at Jim, I ended up deleting everything but my reply to his remarks. I apologise to everyone. Except Jim.) so kindly left for me from other SY participants and readers, it looks like the Succinctly Yours game is over for me. Again, Jim, from the bottom of my heart (<--Wouldn't you know it? It just happens to be a timely Valentine's Day one, too. Man, that only adds to an already crap situation, doesn't it?) thank you very little.
Please, out of the kindness of your Valentiney hearts, NO MORE COMMENTS today. This game's over for me. Thank-you.
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