| Humor Fiction posted July 8, 2014 |
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Short Story-50 Word Contest Entry
Death Fantasy #17
by michaelcahill
I found a bottle on the beach and rubbed it.
A genie popped out.
The genie said I could choose the manner of my own death.
"I'd like to be three feet tall jogging backwards in front of Dolly Parton who's wearing crotch less panties, but not wearing a brassiere."
50 Words Writing Contest contest entry
I found a bottle on the beach and rubbed it.
A genie popped out.
The genie said I could choose the manner of my own death.
"I'd like to be three feet tall jogging backwards in front of Dolly Parton who's wearing crotch less panties, but not wearing a brassiere."
A genie popped out.
The genie said I could choose the manner of my own death.
"I'd like to be three feet tall jogging backwards in front of Dolly Parton who's wearing crotch less panties, but not wearing a brassiere."
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I know I should probably say something here, but I fear I will only dig the hole deeper.
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