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Elmo's drabble
I can't find anyone to do round robin with so I'm turning this thread into a drabble one. :mrgreen: Is there such thing as a private game of drabble?? Lets hope so.. 'cause this is one :D I will be adding my 100 theme later when I finish it =) |
My 100 themes:- I. Santa Claus II. A notebook III. Jelly IV. A clown V. An umbrella VI. A mouse VII. A butterfly VIII. Cream pie! IX. A computer X. A dog XI. A chocolate log XII. A Freddo frog XIII. An apple XIV. A nappy XV. A tattoo XVI. An excuse XVII. A giant XVIII. A hairclip XIX. Sandpaper XX. An award XXI. The letter “W” XXII. A digital camera XXIII. A book XXIV. A puddle XXV. A paper clip XXVI. A streamer XXVII. A ribbon XXVIII. Ice cream! XXIX. A door XXX. A window XXXI. A gun XXXII. A Valley XXXIII. A Shadow XXXIV. A Lane XXXV. A Footstep XXXVI. A city XXXVII. An angel XXXVIII. A couch XXXIX. A light XL. A torch XLI. A power point XLII. A child XLIII. A mussel XLIV. A villain XLV. A stage XLVI. A cup XLVII. A sewing machine XLVIII. A mouse with giant ears XLIX. A river of blood L. A scarecrow LI. A snowflake LII. A leaf LIII. A faded photo LIV. A Christmas stocking |
I.Santa Claus As Santa tried to squeeze back out of the chimney, he murmured, "Damn, I can't fit through this chimney! I should of listened to Mrs Claus and gone on that diet and went to those free "lose weight" classes." He signaled for Rudolf to come to his aid. Rudolf stuck it's horn [i forgot what it was called :oops: ] and lifted Santa out of the chimney. Santa thanked his reindeer and look at his clothes, covered in soot, and about to rip. "Rudolf we have to get back home soon. Mrs Claus is gonna kill me when she sees my clothes," |
II. A notebook The notebook lay there. It just lay there doing nothing. Thinking of nothing. Seeing nothing. Hearing nothing. A notebook. Lifeless. If it had a life, it would be bored stiff and be in much pain and agony. That is probably why it doesn't have a life. It must be very lucky. But it's a poor thing, it has no life... |
Quoted, as this is a VERY old nursery rhyme.
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IV. A clown "Ooh, this is great! This is the first time I've been on stage after I fell off that trapezium and people are loving me! Is it because I'm headless? Or maybe because I'm funny? Or even because I'm good at this job! Or maybe they feel sorry for me." He heard someone snort in the background as he tried to balance a broom stick on his nose. "It's because your a clown you idiot." "So if someone dressed up as a clown, not many people would laugh at him." "Maybe because they're not an idiot like you, perhaps." "Oh..." |
V. An Umbrella "Excuse me miss, but what is an umbrella?" The new student asked meekly. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?" The teacher bellowed. "Um... what is an umbrella, miss?" Even more quietly. "Why are you asking me?" "Because you're the teacher..." "And is the teacher supposed to know what an umbrella i-" The teacher paused and said sweetly "An umbrella is a thing that is used to shield us from rain and sometimes even the sun." "What's a thing?" "What kind of a question is that? 'What is a thing?'" "Uh.... What is an umbrella?" |
VI. A mouse The mouse lay there pretending to be dead. But little did he know that the bird wasn't an eagle, it was a vulture. |
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