The picture prompts [see the challenge link for photo credits]:
And now for something completely different - in exactly 100 words!
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AN ODD DAY IN OZ
In the stress and strain of competing forces, the structure was rent asunder.
Zebra Boy wandered through the rubble, running his nimble fingers over various ruined items: twisted plumbing fixtures, half an old wall clock with a wall chunk still attached, bits of masonry and wood.
"Hey, kid," Elpheba hollered, "get out of there. What do think you're doing?"
"Mind your own bee's wax, Lady, " Zebra Boy retorted, "I was just feeling a little board."
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And, since I am never above mixing my memes --
The story reduced to a Haiku:
FIERCE
Home wrecker yells at
Strange little kid; he hurls back
A verbal brickbat.
Strange little kid; he hurls back
A verbal brickbat.
Update: Here is some history on the word "brickbat."
I'm glad I wasn't the one in the path of the brickbat-hurling kid! :)
ReplyDeleteYou don't tug on Elphaba's cape;
ReplyDeleteYou don't spit into the tornado;
You don't pull the siding off a fallen-down house;
And you don't trade brickbats with Zebra Boy!
JzB
you made me laugh out loud with your clever wordplay- thanks!
ReplyDeleteGood story and short version haiku. Maybe I'll try that TVD :)
ReplyDeletea little board - chuckle......unusual take....like it
ReplyDeleteand a tongue twister too!
ReplyDeleteamazing pics! and definitely fierce haiku!
Nothing is better than a little word joke. Excellent
ReplyDeleteBrickbat serves the home wrecker right. Glad the kid is fighting back. ("There are no slaves where there are no tyrants.")
ReplyDeleteGot stuck at work since Wednesday. Sorry for the late return visit but I do visit back. Thanks for dropping by my nook.
LOL!! This is fabulous. Most of the entries I get for the Visual Dare are more on the suspense/serious side; this one made me laugh aloud. Great job!! Looking forward to more Visual Dares from your excellent blog! (And bonus points for hitting all 3 photo prompts in PRECISELY 100 words!)
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