Boys and their toys (Challenge 29/8/05)
Buck smiled at the picture. “Look at this one, kid. She’d give you a run for your money.”
“Not my type Buck. Looks ain’t everything. It’s what’s inside that counts.”
“Wash your mouth out, JD.”
The ladies’ man pointed to another picture. “What about this one?”
“Nah,” JD said as he shook his head.
“How can you say no? She’s a beauty.”
JD picked up another magazine. “I like this one.”
“Well, buy her. No point collecting magazines just to study the pictures.”
“*You* do,” JD retorted.
“Mine are of *women*,” Buck said in exasperation. “Yours are just motorbikes.”
Lucky Devil 29/8/05
What would our boys collect for fun?
“Look, Mr. Wilmington. A new coin for my collection,” Ezra said proudly as he opened his hand while walking on
“No, I’m a numistmatist,” Ezra retorted.
The agent suddenly tripped and the coin flew out of his hand and into a drain.
“No!” Ezra wailed in despair.
Ezra was down on his knees instantly with his hand in the hole. His appendage reappeared clutching *two* coins.
He looked at the new find. “Good Lord. A 1933 Double Eagle. I’m a millionaire!
“Only you could come up smelling of roses after being down a drain,” Buck complained.
(Using a quote by Gandalf in The Lord of the Rings - 'I suppose you think that was terribly clever')
Ezra cursed as his hat blew off into the ford. He dismounted and waded quickly into the water to retrieve it.
“Yee-haa!” a young voice whooped.
JD swooped into view and galloped through the water without stopping, soaking Ezra from head to foot.
The drenched gambler walked furiously into the saloon and approached JD. He got hold of the youngster’s ear and escorted
him to the water trough.
“Your shenanigans at the ford,” Ezra snapped. “I suppose you think that was terribly clever.”
He pushed JD backward, causing him to fall into the trough.
“Retribution,” he stated triumphantly.
Toad/Toed/Towed drabble (15/8/05)
“You toad, Mr. Tanner,” Ezra complained loudly.
The undercover agent sat down hastily and toed off his sneakers. Each foot appeared in view covered in jelly.
The upset agent glared at his long-haired colleague. “I’m going to put you in a bathtub, have you towed out to
sea and then take the plug out!”
“Now, Ezra, calm down. It was just a joke,” Vin said, backing away with hands extended.
“Joke, my *$£%*&%£$!” Ezra swore as he gave chase.
Baby challenge (8/8/05)
"Good God, child. Is there any outlet in your body that doesn't produce disgusting discharges? First one end leaks, then the
other," Ezra complained indignantly.
He held the baby at arm's length gingerly, and wrinkled his nose in disgust. The infant belched before screwing up its face
and beginning to cry.
"Oh, Lord, now you're multiplying your drawbacks by wailing, too."
"Hey, Ez," Chris greeted.
"Mr. Larabee?" Ezra pleaded plaintively. "How do I turn down the odor and sound effects?"
"Jeez, Ez, it's a baby, not a toy."
"Shame, I was hoping to find an off switch," Ezra said wryly.