Thursday, 20 August 2009
TWT 24
Nescient of the potential hazard the villagers acquiesced in building a nuclear power plant in the middle of their land when the officials promised a hefty compensation and all was well at first but things started to viliorate after a fisherman spotted a tadpole the size of a small aligator swallowing whole a four-legged goose.
Thursday, 13 August 2009
TWT 23
Fed up with the media showing nothing but vultuos faces delivering hitonious tortiloquy most of the time Brian decided to get rid of all his possessions and live as a montivagant for the rest of his life, or at least until the stupid election campaign in which his father was running for senator was over.
Thursday, 6 August 2009
TWT 22
Her solipsistic rogitations rendered the uxurious husband nequient in fulfilling all her desires.
Thursday, 30 July 2009
TWT 21
I admit, the way I told him to shut the hell up for once was less than veteratorian. But the sevidical way in which he treated his family was just too much to bear and kept producing a morsicant sensation in the pit of my stomach. I had to bear abusive behaviour for way too long to stay calm at this octogenarian zoilist's verbal attacks anymore. As a result, I am now the most impudent offspring that ever lived and No.1 enemy to my own father.
Thursday, 23 July 2009
TWT 20
After having consumed an acrasia of alimentary goods at a local inn Phillip stumbled murklins toward his appartment in a sleepy littoral village and dropped into bed only to be awakened by a hitonious oncethmus right by his side and realised he had fallen asleep in a stable next to a pair of mating donkeys.
Thursday, 25 June 2009
Timmy's Tribulations (epilogue)
Still in hibernation and no idea when I will feel like resuming blogging, but wanted to finish off the story which has been dragging on for too long and catch up with TWT even if it is currently on a break.
One night, just around Midsummer, the pulchritudinous faeries reappeared in Timmy's dream.
"Well done, sisters!" The voice belonged to Daisy, the senior of the three girls. "It wasn't easy but we pulled it off with much assiduity. Harry was a hard nut to crack. I was beginning to think the summotion of the old teacher in order to bring him in to become Timmy's menthor was a mistake but Violet's perspicacious idea saved the day although it was risky to put the scroll in the boy's schoolbag."
"But it paid off, Well, technically, we didn't do it ourselves as we are not allowed to physically interfere. Timmy did it in his sleep without being aware of it."
"Indeed. And after that a bond began to form between Harry and the boy. In a way, Timmy was as much a teacher to Harry as he was to the boy. One could almost say Harry became an opsimath, too!"
"I only wish we didn't have to hurt Timmy," Buttercup joined in the conversation.
"He was really not in a grave danger," explanied Daisy, "but we needed to speed up things and get Timmy's mother involved. And what better way than making Harry a hero by saving the boy. And things have worked out just fine although the serpent we sent was a little overenthusiastic with the venom. We knew Harry had studied the parchments and was well obarmated with knowledge against such cases, and we made sure he had found Timmy on time. He may not be pefect but he is essentially a good man and certainly no phlyarologist which Timmy's mother soon realised. They took to each other while taking care of Timmy's recovery and just look at them now! They hardly ever separete and seem as happy together as can be. No doubt Timmy and the parchments are in good hands and he will learn all he needs to know when the time comes. Sisters, our job is done but we shall still keep an eye on the boy's development lest something unexpected turns up. Now, let us rejoice!"
One night, just around Midsummer, the pulchritudinous faeries reappeared in Timmy's dream.
"Well done, sisters!" The voice belonged to Daisy, the senior of the three girls. "It wasn't easy but we pulled it off with much assiduity. Harry was a hard nut to crack. I was beginning to think the summotion of the old teacher in order to bring him in to become Timmy's menthor was a mistake but Violet's perspicacious idea saved the day although it was risky to put the scroll in the boy's schoolbag."
"But it paid off, Well, technically, we didn't do it ourselves as we are not allowed to physically interfere. Timmy did it in his sleep without being aware of it."
"Indeed. And after that a bond began to form between Harry and the boy. In a way, Timmy was as much a teacher to Harry as he was to the boy. One could almost say Harry became an opsimath, too!"
"I only wish we didn't have to hurt Timmy," Buttercup joined in the conversation.
"He was really not in a grave danger," explanied Daisy, "but we needed to speed up things and get Timmy's mother involved. And what better way than making Harry a hero by saving the boy. And things have worked out just fine although the serpent we sent was a little overenthusiastic with the venom. We knew Harry had studied the parchments and was well obarmated with knowledge against such cases, and we made sure he had found Timmy on time. He may not be pefect but he is essentially a good man and certainly no phlyarologist which Timmy's mother soon realised. They took to each other while taking care of Timmy's recovery and just look at them now! They hardly ever separete and seem as happy together as can be. No doubt Timmy and the parchments are in good hands and he will learn all he needs to know when the time comes. Sisters, our job is done but we shall still keep an eye on the boy's development lest something unexpected turns up. Now, let us rejoice!"
Thursday, 4 June 2009
Three Word Thursday #16
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