The Drabblecast

F5iver wrote:Cthulhu was buried in his woolen suit seaweed and supplications in his breast pocket. Mourners left behind their sons.

Gonna be a tough week for the judges. Many good entries here.

Really needs a comma after "suit" to make sense. Change woolen to wool, and pocket to pockets?

strawman wrote:Really needs a comma after "suit" to make sense. Change woolen to wool, and pocket to pockets?

Tuning up twabbles is tougher even than fixing drabbles. Micro-surgery required due to the excessive contraints, but trust in the jeweler's rouge provided by Miss Grimsley. She knows how to make those diamonds in the rough sparkle and shine.

strawman wrote:Really needs a comma after "suit" to make sense. Change woolen to wool, and pocket to pockets?

Perfect! Thanks for the suggestion. That's the solution I was looking for.

Cthulhu was buried in his wool suit, seaweed and supplications in his breast pockets. Mourners left behind their sons.

F5iver wrote:

strawman wrote:Really needs a comma after "suit" to make sense. Change woolen to wool, and pocket to pockets?

Perfect! Thanks for the suggestion. That's the solution I was looking for.

Cthulhu was buried in his wool suit, seaweed and supplications in his breast pockets. Mourners left behind their sons.

Works well, espcially since we must assume that Cthulu does not wear single or even double-breasted suits.

I'm thinking octuple-breasted. Amirite?

(I fear you've been trumped by this one, Rev. The judges have a soft-squishy-oh-so-tasty spot in their hearts for multi-tentacled elder Gods.)

revsleestaxx wrote:Today is National Trail Mix Day
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It's an abomination! I swear to you. God never intended all that co-mingling. It's just wrong. Nuts and fruit and candy.

And then some lame brain adds raisins. This twabble could change the world!

Norm is such a dirty little boy. The one and only reason he came up with the twabble contest is he can say "twat" once a week.

ROU Killing Time wrote:Norm is such a dirty boy. He only came up with the twabble contest so he can say "twat" every week.

Add 21 more characters and it can be twatted.

F5iver wrote:

ROU Killing Time wrote:Norm is such a dirty boy. He only came up with the twabble contest so he can say "twat" every week.

Add 21 more characters and it can be twatted.

Right you are. DIdn't have MS Word on the PC I composed this literary masterpiece on. The online tool, apparently counted spaces...

Norm is such a dirty little boy. The one and only reason he came up with the twabble contest is he can say "twat" once a week.

He Awoke In 1348. His Instructions Were Simple: Kil lChaucer. His Weapon: A Flea. He Missed Chaucer. Caused The Plague.

mox wrote:He Awoke In 1348. His Instructions Were Simple: Kil lChaucer. His Weapon: A Flea. He Missed Chaucer. Caused The Plague.

Welcome to the DC forums.

Going for the big money payoff in the twabble contest with your first post, I see.

Grats Rev on winning the Twit-Fic coming out of the gate, ya upstart you.

ROU Killing Time wrote:Grats Rev on winning the Twit-Fic coming out of the gate, ya upstart you.

Thanks, the funny thing is the twitfic came to me in the morning when I got up the other day

I awoke sore but cheery, & made breakfast. Sucking the graveyard dirt from under my fingernails was the very best part.

mako.allen wrote:I awoke sore but cheery, & made breakfast. Sucking the graveyard dirt from under my fingernails was the very best part.

Freaking awesome!

One night after sex I left the condom on the floor. Her dog ate it and her dad found it hanging from the dogs butt the next day.

revsleestaxx wrote:One night after sex I left the condom on the floor. Her dog ate it and her dad found it hanging from the dogs butt the next day.

Excuse me while I wipe the spit-take off of my monitor. I'll be sending you a cleaning bill.

Pheno, I think your screwed. This guys gonna be tough to beat. (The dirt-breakfast one is also a strong contender though, so perhaps not all hope is lost.)

FEELING PECKISH

The Zerglings didn't make demands. They swarmed from dropships. Nothing phased them. Resistance is tasty, they said.

Yep, I wish I had free-time enough to drool over Starcraft 2. And to play it, when it comes out. Just thinking about the good ol' days.

The Plan

Whispering in the hallway. Silently, I crept up to them. The cats were standing upright. It was the last thing I ever saw.

mox wrote:The Plan

Whispering in the hallway. Silently, I crept up to them. The cats were standing upright. It was the last thing I ever saw.

I don't get that one. (sends royalty to Mr.Tweedy...)