The Mud Locust"Hopping hopscotch factory of doom, RebornMan, guess who's in town!" my sidekick, TwiceBornDude, yells excitedly. "Who?" I inquire, pausing from sipping my American-grown tea.Hmm, needs more sugar..."The Mud Locust! Quick, it's on channel 5 right now!"I dash over to our big screen made in USA and Japan TV, and, sure enough, right there is the Mud Locust, riding his high-tech chariot."He's the most rabid Pelagian around!" I gasp. "We've got to stop him!""That's right Greg, law enforcement is..." the reporter, Frank Adams, informs the viewers. "Hey! He's leaving!""Great ham sandwiches of Norway, RebornMan, I forgot that Paul Washer is preaching at a conference this week!" TwiceBornDude exclaims. "It must have scared him off!"I nod. "For now. But he'll be back. Let's be ready."
You have a way with words.
Thank you. :-D I'm a fiction writer, so I hope a little of what abilities I have shines through in these CC stories.Thanks so much for bringing these back. They are awesome.
As long as you and others be writin'I'll be postin'
"My chariot has got mud and mire all over it! Is there a nice deli near here where I can get a bite to eat while I'm waiting for my two-wheeler to be washed and waxed?""There's the John the Baptist Cafe around the corner.""Thanks", I said as I wiped mud from my toga.The menu had nothing but spring water, locusts plain and locusts with honey."I would like my locust with a little sugar sprinkled on top," I told my waitress."We're out of locust." "Got any bacon?""Just locust bacon.""Okay!" I ordered take away and then left for Boise, Idaho.
I guess bacon really can make everything taste good - even locusts!