Name:A Writer's Group Birthday:12/15/1944 Gender:Male
Interests:Rats, pet slugs, timetables for subway trains, granola bars, dark places Expertise:Differentiating the spectrum of red hues Occupation:McDonald's employee, but still
(You can add paragraphs once a week or month. It doesn't matter. This will be very random. You don't have to initial your paragraph then we can all guess who is writing it.)
This week at Down Side Up I had some fried chicken, Kentucky fried in Indiana. I like chicken fried in Florida because I like being in Florida eating chicken fried in Kentucky. No, I mean it's Florida fried chicken from Kentucky. If I was in Belize would it be possible to have Kentucky fried chicken? I like fried chicken that's not moving anymore. Once I found a chicken in a tank of water. I gave it CPR till it revived and then when it grew up I stole it eggs and then I ate it. I am so ashamed!
'Run for your lives!!' I shouted but no one listened. They were busy watching the mouse that was struggling on the glue trap, trying to think of ways to let the poor creature go. Someone suggested smashing it with a shoe but it was decided that would be too sticky and the shoe might stay glued to the trap. Someone suggested gas to dissolve the glue. That didn't seem to be a realistic solution, especially since they were all smoking at the moment. The chicken fried in any country or county was forgotten in the more immediate need of saving or exterminating the mouse.
Suddenly a hawk swooped down and grabbed the mouse, glue trap and all. I started wondering if a glue trap with attached mouse would be effective hawk bait? After all, the hawks are always after my chicks and ducklings.
They were surprised to see the hawk. The professor wasn't happy either because his glasses had fallen off when he ducked away from the hawk. They landed on the glue trap, which was now gone with the hawk and the mouse. He couldn't see without them. He stumbled around yelling..........'Someone get me some coffee!!!"
What the others did know about the professor was that his glasses were actually equipped with a tiny hidden camera and microphone. What he didn't know about the others was that they were a group of agents from Albania who were watching a chemical plant in Kidron, Ohio. The hawk was trained by PETA to swoop down on unethical methods of disposing of mice and other little harmless creatures. These things should be taken care of by nature. Hawks were the natural way to kill mice and other rodents. This had no connection to the Albanians or the professor. Was it a strange coincidence?
It was snowing again and it was supposed to get down to zero tonight. They thought of blowing bubbles on the porch to take pictures of frozen bubbles. They were scientists, after all and got paid to experiment with H2O, however the professor was still creating quite a few ripples because of his missing glasses. He was having coffee now which would keep him quiet for a few minutes. Maybe they could feed him the rest of the chicken fried in Colorado.
(I think this story needs a cartoon)
OK, where were we? It was snowing again? Why can't the story get to summer quick? The sun was shining at least but the brightness of the sun made the professor sneeze. He needed to go to the eye doctor but his horse wasn't working right. His donkey had gone off to Washington DC and joined the rest of the Democrats on the hill. Maybe he could have a bailout and the eye doctor could come to his house? While he was wondering how he was going to get to the eye doctor, he fell into the creek. There was ice on it so he knocked himself out. Well, at least he didn't need his glasses when he was unconscious.
