"Today I thought about secret things. Nobody else knows my secret things, but I know them. Others may know, but I'm not certain if they do or not - I can never really positively know. Let's put it this way; if they do know my secrets, I don't know about it," mumbled Bubbles, the thoughtful off-duty prison guard as he splashed about in his bath.
He was content until this happened -- his arm fell off. All the way off. The tub filled with blood. His blood. He thought about screaming, but thought better of it. He had bigger things to worry about: Willy Lump-Lump, his favorite tug boat, was taking on water.
And fast.
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an exquisite corpse short from several acmeshorts.com authors and I. they kindly let me post it.
Date Written: March 4, 2004 Author:Moe-Ron Average Vote: 3.6667
Comments:
03/10/2004Mr. Pony: Someday Acme should do a proper exquisite corpse. With everybody. Perhaps as a tournament?
03/10/2004Mr. Pony: I can't really vote on this, since I wrote the third best part of the short.
03/10/2004Moe-Ron (4): yeah, me neither, since i wrote the BEST part.
03/10/2004Moe-Ron: oh wait, i just voted.
03/10/2004Dylan Danko: Typical! Mushrooms!
03/10/2004Mr. Pony: (): Oh, what the hell.
03/10/2004scoop (5): Nepotism, whatever. I still laugh at the end.
03/10/2004qualcomm (2): pah!
03/10/2004Moe-Ron: Eff you, Feldy. You know you love Willy Lump-Lump.
11/14/2004?: you are a moron are you not, and thats no secret...
01/25/2005Mr. Pony (4): It is abundantly clear that the author of this piece is concerned with addressing, using anecdote and parable, how we are experiencing and engaged in experiencing the fragile and specific nature of our unique human condizion.