DesDownunder Posted May 22, 2012 Report Share Posted May 22, 2012 Paradise Drowned by DesDownUnder Lost in the thicket of tangled weeds, he looked left and right before he crossed the highway that led to the treasure trail of his hopes and dreams. He did not know if the rumours were correct, but he had been told that down south, there were forests that could support him in native pleasures beyond anything he could imagine. The ground began to shake, shudder and quake as giant objects seem to seek him out, but he dug in and held on to a lone vine on the vast plain around him. When the quake had stopped, he swung from the vine, sliding down its length till he landed softly on top of paradise; the land of thick bushes hiding treasures of hidden burrows and folds in which he could make his home. Tired after his journey, he settled down to sleep in the warmth of the land. Suddenly he was awakened by the rain turning his new found home into a river. The bushes in which he hid took on the appearance of a rain forest and a huge bulldozer denaturalised his Amazonian habitat into a desert of tiny stumps. A tsunami of foamy waves picked him up, and he was flung into the air landing in swirling pool of water. His end was near and as he disappeared beneath the torrid waters, he found himself wondering, who knew that crabs could drown? Link to comment
Bruin Fisher Posted May 22, 2012 Report Share Posted May 22, 2012 Des you're a naughty boy, come here to be spanked... Link to comment
DesDownunder Posted May 22, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 22, 2012 Des you're a naughty boy, come here to be spanked... oooo...You will use the silk whip won't you? Link to comment
Lugnutz Posted May 23, 2012 Report Share Posted May 23, 2012 Cat-o-nine tails. Who knew Des had crabs? Link to comment
DesDownunder Posted May 23, 2012 Author Report Share Posted May 23, 2012 If I had crabs, I'd go sleep with the GOP. Link to comment
Chris James Posted May 23, 2012 Report Share Posted May 23, 2012 The first autobiographical flash fiction post I have ever seen. Thank you, Des. Link to comment
Camy Posted May 23, 2012 Report Share Posted May 23, 2012 Ha! ...if you'd married your flash with Dabeagle's post about Manscaping (with 'slap it all over' Veet for men) - then mister crabby would have been chemically romanced, had his comeuppance, and his family wouldn't have anywhere to hide. Link to comment
Paul_and_Paco Posted May 23, 2012 Report Share Posted May 23, 2012 Great story! Wow, now I am going to itch all day! Link to comment
blue Posted May 23, 2012 Report Share Posted May 23, 2012 :laughs: What was he talking about? :angel: Tiny crustaceans. No, don't let it be so. Really, I can't recommend a lawnmower or a scythe for that. Des, you Nair-do-well! Link to comment
Trab Posted June 1, 2012 Report Share Posted June 1, 2012 The first autobiographical flash fiction post I have ever seen. Thank you, Des. Chris, 90% of my stuff is autobiographical. I don't really have the imagination to do pure fiction, and only manage to enhance (embellish) my reality somewhat. Link to comment
Chris James Posted June 1, 2012 Report Share Posted June 1, 2012 Chris, 90% of my stuff is autobiographical. I don't really have the imagination to do pure fiction, and only manage to enhance (embellish) my reality somewhat. Well they say truth is stranger than fiction...so what seems to be the problem? I think that most of us include details of our lives in the stories, and fortunately no one knows what is fiction. I'll never tell. Link to comment
Richard Norway Posted June 2, 2012 Report Share Posted June 2, 2012 Like someone told me a million times. "Write what you know." Link to comment
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