That Victor guy shakes a mean pen.
Gracias, senor!
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That Victor guy shakes a mean pen.
Gracias, senor!
Did She ever find out? (What? it's on topic. Tangentially.)
New drabble topic!
Challenge #117 (on holiday) is now closed.
Challenge #118 is: things better left unsaid. (Though don't take that topic too literally, though, or else there'll be nothing but a bunch of blank drabbles....)
A Hundred Silent Words:
"Do these pants make me look fat?"
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"Was she prettier than me?"
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A Hundred More:
"No, honey, REALLY. Size doesn't matter."
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"Sweetie, don't feel bad -- it happens to everyone...."
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Yet Another Hundred:
It was like molesting a corpse.
O, crap!
Did I say that out loud?
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Huh. I'm confused.
Are you guys playing, or is this the form Teppy wants on these?
Speaking personally, I was just playing.
The form, as always, is up to the individual authors.
I have always had a temper. I don't let it pop all the way very often, because when I do, I don't hit things. It would be better if I did, but I say things instead.
Doesn't sound that bad, does it? But I'm kind of a bitch when I'm not angry, and when I am -- well, all of those weaknesses, all of those secrets that people tell me, or that I've found out. . .
Just as there's more ways than one to skin a cat, there's more than one way to eviscerate a person, ways that don't involve knives and blood, but words and more pain than lies in a blade ripping through mere flesh.
I try not to lose my temper anymore. There are many things better left unsaid.
I tend to know all of them.