Monday, August 29, 2011
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Eli held her Mom's arm tightly. She had relied on her sagacious judge of character. Why did he drop them off here above the Omaha stockyard?
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© 2011 Jimmiehov
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Written for Succinctly Yours – Week 23
The 'sagacious' prompt word and the picture were selected by Grandma.
It's posted on her blog, Grandma's Goulash
Her Rules: Use the photo as inspiration for a story of 140 characters OR 140 words. It doesn’t have to be exactly 140, just not more.
Using the prompt word is not required but Grandma smiles bigger if we do.
Eli held her Mom's arm tightly. She had relied on her sagacious judge of character. Why did he drop them off here above the Omaha stockyard?
140 Characters
µ-fiction
Story Copyright
© 2011 Jimmiehov
All Rights Reserved
Written for Succinctly Yours – Week 23
The 'sagacious' prompt word and the picture were selected by Grandma.
It's posted on her blog, Grandma's Goulash
Her Rules: Use the photo as inspiration for a story of 140 characters OR 140 words. It doesn’t have to be exactly 140, just not more.
Using the prompt word is not required but Grandma smiles bigger if we do.
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You done creep me out, Jim!
*suddenly finds self taking a twisty, macabre path less taken, off of Memory Lane* Some years back, I was employed by my Knuckle Matt, who was a house/barn painter. Our worst mission (and nightmare!): painting a stock removal "factory"! I haven't eaten meat since. Not even chicken, because the ones cluck-loitering at this place seemed to actually enjoy wading through --Dare I say it? I'll spare you the details at least--> the most gruesome of the "goo"! YIKES! (Louder-->) YIKES!
Yep, to this day, no amount of "Would you like fries with that, ma'am?" will get me to eat a hamburger. Thank God, McDonalds now has oatmeal on the menu.
*suddenly finds self taking a twisty, macabre path less taken, off of Memory Lane* Some years back, I was employed by my Knuckle Matt, who was a house/barn painter. Our worst mission (and nightmare!): painting a stock removal "factory"! I haven't eaten meat since. Not even chicken, because the ones cluck-loitering at this place seemed to actually enjoy wading through --Dare I say it? I'll spare you the details at least--> the most gruesome of the "goo"! YIKES! (Louder-->) YIKES!
Yep, to this day, no amount of "Would you like fries with that, ma'am?" will get me to eat a hamburger. Thank God, McDonalds now has oatmeal on the menu.
Ew, ick.
There is a meat plant about an hour away from here, and it always makes me bilious when we drive past it on the Trans-Canada Highway.
And I've driven past many feedlots, but not, as I recall, a stockyard. Sounds perfectly dreadful, to put it succinctly (which you did).
— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
There is a meat plant about an hour away from here, and it always makes me bilious when we drive past it on the Trans-Canada Highway.
And I've driven past many feedlots, but not, as I recall, a stockyard. Sounds perfectly dreadful, to put it succinctly (which you did).
— K
Kay, Alberta, Canada
An Unfittie's Guide to Adventurous Travel
Boy, this is not what I expected-LOL! (And everyone is going in different directions with the picture this week...)
They were checking out from whence their steak dinner came? Now I must google sagacious ... why, why?? You are stretching my vocabulary :)
Ooh, this one makes my imagination take trips - and not to fields of daisies.
A bit creepy and a lot of fun, Jim.
A bit creepy and a lot of fun, Jim.
Yikes! She asks a good question. Not sure they want to know the answer. Good MF -- you've generated some thought!
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