Audi. The weapon of choice or the choice of weapons?

Hirsute, tattooed, curator of artisan nonsense astride his fixie. Bombers?

Affluent middle class men. Cheap socks from Aldi. Unresolved dichotomy.

Laughing, he knew the pain would fade, the scar, epic !

It wasn’t all it was cracked up to be.

The trail came alive…..and savagely attacked the unwary rider

We had a pet pig, but our parents preferred bacon.

(This is a story I’ve had in my head for decades, with no idea how to write it. I think it works best in 10 words. Thanks WCA 😉 )

From the fairway he saw people on bikes.
‘Looks fun’.

I really prefer running but my knees can’t take it 😳

‘Tour de France? Sounds a bit lefty’ said Boris, haughtily.

Bridleways? Ah dinnae ken whit the hell yer oan aboot!

Twins, my blessing. They murder my time. wouldnt change anything.

Neil fetched our Chinese via bicycle. Incident. Noodles down sleeves.

Neil fetched our Chinese via bicycle. Incident. Noodles down sleeves.

HEAAAVVVVYYY! 😀

“Is that you?” I cried “Is that you?.. It stinks.”

Not in there you dirty get that’s for me dentures

The gas man was in the vets brushing dogs

As morning mists dissipate, the winding trail ahead I anticipate

Another wheel size?
Why not?
This lot will buy ANYTHING!

Barefooted kitchen raid.
Ah.
Slug? Cat sick?
Or something worse?

The cat sat on the mat. I sneezed. Bastard allergies.

The American practiced his Constitutional rights. Funerals take place tomorrow.

From my cold dead hands. What about theirs?

Autobiography: I had a job. I have no job. Joy.

The dust had settled, all was quiet once more

The tide laps at my feet on an unknown shore

for all my infinite wisdom I know I know nothing

The rat gambled, the terrier pounced. Smacked chops, hungry mouths.

Hill looms large. Exquisite pain. Digits swapped for fleeting fame.

“Scrawny runt” (the man said), used gun, man’s now dead

A quick release. No warning. No recall

Once upon a time there was a story that began

wondering what would life bring, he walked through the door.

A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away……*

*not an original composition, I confess.

the sun shone, a beautiful day, he’ll soon pass away.

Pot noodle and doughnuts, it must be Friday, he smiled

England. Australia. Twickenham. Rugby. And the result was ….

I will finish that one in 80 minutes or so.

Peccavi

Seems that Latin is best for this job, who needs the other 9 words?

@WCA…embarrassing 🙁

WorldClassAccident – Member
England. Australia. Twickenham. Rugby. And the result was ….

Rejoicing in the civilised world…

🙂

Discipline, discipline, discipline..where’s the f***ing discipline?

Naked, erect and running right at you. Don’t blink now!

Me? I never miss an opportunity to miss an opportunity.