Thursday, September 24, 2015

Grand Finale

I give to you a story in eleventy-one words...

“He grabbed the cat by its neck. ‘Behold! I shall toss this feline from the balcony. For she is magical with astonishing levitative powers. Drum roll, please!’ They pounded their thighs in unison as they gaped in awed glee. He swung the hissing cat back and forth. Then simply let go. We went silent as she plummeted; we waited in rapt anticipation. Then a bird floated up above an adjacent building and vanished. He turned a cat into a bird!“

“Sir, she is definitely under the influence.”

“Of what?”

“We don’t know.”

“Then he brought out his baby daughter. So cute! ‘And now for the grand finale,’ he said.”

“Oh no.”