The exercise:
Write something that has to do with the number: five.
In utterly unrelated news, Miles turned five today.
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Monday September 12th, 2016
The exercise:
Write something that has to do with the number: five.
In honour of Natalie's fifth birthday, as well as this guy turning five months old today:
As of this moment I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do with this prompt, but it felt like the right thing to do so... here we are.
I'm sure something will come to me eventually.
All right, here we go...
Mine:
My goodness, aren't we in a bit of a pickle this evening. There's no denying it, is there? I mean, surely you can have no delusions about your current predicament?
You were caught, as they say, with your hand in the cookie jar. The evidence is plentiful, to say the least. Do you wish to go over it all? We do have the pictures, you know. Actually, I'd be quite pleased to go through the ones with your mistress - she is a looker, as they say.
No? Ah, too bad. I'll keep those for later then. I'll enjoy a... private viewing, you could say.
Now. Where does that leave us? Or, to be more accurate, where does that leave you? At this precise moment in time, you have lost nothing. I, however, have lost so, so much. Doesn't that seem unfair to you?
It certainly does to me.
So, clearly, you need to have something taken from you. To balance the scales, at least a little. But what, do you think, would be a reasonable price to pay? You know, there are some who believe that a thief, should he be caught, should have a hand cut off.
That seems a little harsh to me, to be honest. I mean, you only have two to begin with! Losing half of such an important appendage just... doesn't sit well with me.
However, each hand does have five fingers...
Write something that has to do with the number: five.
In honour of Natalie's fifth birthday, as well as this guy turning five months old today:
As of this moment I have absolutely no idea what I'm going to do with this prompt, but it felt like the right thing to do so... here we are.
I'm sure something will come to me eventually.
All right, here we go...
Mine:
My goodness, aren't we in a bit of a pickle this evening. There's no denying it, is there? I mean, surely you can have no delusions about your current predicament?
You were caught, as they say, with your hand in the cookie jar. The evidence is plentiful, to say the least. Do you wish to go over it all? We do have the pictures, you know. Actually, I'd be quite pleased to go through the ones with your mistress - she is a looker, as they say.
No? Ah, too bad. I'll keep those for later then. I'll enjoy a... private viewing, you could say.
Now. Where does that leave us? Or, to be more accurate, where does that leave you? At this precise moment in time, you have lost nothing. I, however, have lost so, so much. Doesn't that seem unfair to you?
It certainly does to me.
So, clearly, you need to have something taken from you. To balance the scales, at least a little. But what, do you think, would be a reasonable price to pay? You know, there are some who believe that a thief, should he be caught, should have a hand cut off.
That seems a little harsh to me, to be honest. I mean, you only have two to begin with! Losing half of such an important appendage just... doesn't sit well with me.
However, each hand does have five fingers...
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