so in the spirit of this months genre, your ray guns are now wet kippers.
Pucker up baby, here comes the kiss of life....
Pucker up baby, here comes the kiss of life!
Naturally *Drippingly Innocent smile*I thought all your smiles were innocent.
this is getting out of hand. we don't really want bowler getting bowled or droflet dropping off, so in the spirit of this months genre, your ray guns are now wet kippers.
feel free to slap each other in the face with them.
hopewrites, unfortunately your giant now has a fish gun
Is there any precedent for a mid-month, flash-fiction, competition-challenge?
If you're up for a quick, 8-day Haiku Challenge then I'm up for it. Have to be off the record though, probably in the Workshop thread.