Hee, money is a motivator? Baby, what about the sanctity of your ART? You are so shallow.
Giggling like a loon.
I enjoy trying to whittle down my drabbles to exactly 100 words while, hopefully, still making sense. That's my thing, though. I don't count the words in others' drabbles and unless there's a cash prize or an ultimate WINNER at the end of the week, everyone strictly adhering to 100 words is needless.
Everyone! 100 words! No more, no less! Or...or...else?
Fist. Of. TEPPY DEATH!!!!
No?
I *do* have one hell of a stern glare.
Oh, Teppy, I just got SUCH an evil visual from that sentence.
Oh, here it comes again.....GAH!
Hee, money is a motivator? Baby, what about the sanctity of your ART? You are so shallow.
Not shallow.
Greedy.
Maybe we should just write haikus...
I *do* have one hell of a stern glare.
What I already said, about the whuppin' stick...
offers SJ an additional 96 words
You can write my dialogue anytime.
Bring on the big stick
Something I have heard before
Beat me, greedy wench
Lady, drop your drawers;
you have earned the Muse's wrath
but I'll smack instead.
Wrath, shmath. I laugh - HA!
I fear not the beating stick.
Bring it on, bitca.
Sassy infant struts
bring your armoured knickers, brat
when next we cross paths.
O, the hollow threats
Fly 2000 miles, and then
Bring on the (yawn) rage.