Sunday, 7 April 2013

Loquacious?

Who, me? Well, I could hold my hand up to being this on a good day - show me a woman who couldn't? But for now, I am being penny pinching with my words - nay, my characters, even, and limiting myself to a mere 140, including spaces. And for why? Ask Grandma. She posted this picture, and I counted to 140...

Strewth, whatever next? In our youth the table was never this bare. It's enough to make a horse laugh even while his belly rumbles. Heehaw.

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13 comments:

Terra said...

Cute little donkeys or burros, and you stuck to your limit, well done.

Unknown said...

I kind of wonder if it is just a table. I thought I could see writing on it?

Good job on the micro-fiction.

Jackie said...

I would fail at this mission, my friend.
I ramble and chat on and on...
Brevity is not my friend when it comes to writing or speaking.
But...you did great!!
Love,
J.

Dave King said...

Brilliant. Briefly loquacious, perhaps?

rhymeswithplague said...

I may just try this one!

Anvilcloud said...

So, you are ready for Twitter.

Pat said...

Their humans must have them on a diet...no fun for the elderly, but these donkeys are good sports. Cute story!

rhymeswithplague said...

Mine is up and linked to Grandma!

Great fun....

Jim said...

Welcome to the little club here, Jinksy. I am still smiling from your 140. :) :) :)
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imac said...

Haw haw haw, great post my friend

Jenn Jilks said...

Well done! I've had a tough week, haven't been able to play well with others or follow rules...sigh

Hilary said...

You've been Twitterfied!

Unknown said...

I do not believe that I ever run across strewth before.