Writing Challenge: 50 Words -- With a Twist

ketchup, man flu, worth

Jake put ketchup on his fries and settled in to read the study done on 'man flu'. He discovered that the man flu report was not worth much. They tested mice with an active caspase-12 gene which most humans don't have. The mice were given listeria; flu is a virus.


spear tooth soccer
 
spear tooth soccer
It was a soaked George Piffle that arrived home. His mother-in-law was dry because she had stayed in the car while he had to hunt for a spear of all things for her new boyfriend.

Now he sat, gnawing his tooth, as he was forced to watched a soccer game.

worts, pong, penis
 
worts, pong, penis

"No way." Said the prostitute. "I ain't touchin' that penis of yours."

"But why? Isn't it big enough?" Asked Elmer.

"Why sure." Admitted the aging hag. "It's fuckin' HUGE but look at the worts on it. And the pong. Is that pus on the tip? I think ah'm gonna vomit."

shed, smash, cash.
 
shed, smash, cash.

The shed held four vats of different worts. If the brewing of them went to plan, and I managed not to smash anything on the way to the coming month's farmers' market, I might raise enough cash to pay the bills. Just then, some already filled and capped bottles exploded.
 
Penuche forgot to suggest the next three words to use. So I'm going to use Penuche's byline:

shit, got, real.




"Oh no!" Cried Gracie Piffle, "The blasted dog has crapped on the carpet. Now I'll have to clean it."

From behind the door, George sniggered. The dog shit was not real but a fake one he had gotten from the joke store.

Got my own back! he thought to himself.

eat, sleep, sex.
 
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Penuche forgot to suggest the next three words to use. So I'm going to use Penuche's byline:

shit, got, real.




"Oh no!" Cried Gracie Piffle, "The blasted dog has crapped on the carpet. Now I'll have to clean it."

From behind the door, George sniggered. The dog shit was not real but a fake one he had gotten from the joke store.

Got my own back! he thought to himself.

eat, sleep, sex.

She was asked to give up on one of the 3 desires in order to join the cult of the "undead" from Himalayas. She decided, she could live without sex so long as she got enough to eat and sleep.

harp, chainsaw, burger
 
The harp, normally melodic sounded harsh like a spluttering chainsaw. Of all instruments available the kid elected to learn that one! Hence the need to head to my favourite burger bar to the ease my shattered nerves and wrap my laughing chops around something other than derision.

gallant Dexter duck
 
The harp, normally melodic sounded harsh like a spluttering chainsaw. Of all instruments available the kid elected to learn that one! Hence the need to head to my favourite burger bar to the ease my shattered nerves and wrap my laughing chops around something other than derision.

gallant Dexter duck

The two cavorted in the country. They had finally made it out there. The gallant man had swept her off her feet and they were now together. He petted their dog Dexter and kissed her head as they lie on their bed under the stars with ducks quacking. Pure bliss.

Deviant miraculous insightful
 
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Deviant miraculous insightful

“We have a deviant statistic,” exclaimed Tom. “What do you mean?” asked Jake. I put our numbers on a scale and one number is an outlier. “That is miraculous,” said Jake. “However, a bit of insightful advice? That decimal is just a speck on your dirty screen. No deviation.”


ditch purge folklore
 
ditch purge folklore

Kruger snarled. "Operation Folklore has failed."

"What does that mean?" asked Kruger's slow witted underling.

"It means that I will have to ditch this particular plan, cretin."

"Y-yes sir. S-sorry sir."

"And make sure you purge all relevant data from the systems." Kruger instructed.

"Yes sir."

"And execute the team-leader."


Tyrant, revenge, doom.
 
Tyrant, revenge, doom
Striding with purpose she cut a path through the human swarm of tourists milling about Time Square. She had found him. The tyrant who had slaughtered her family. Her fingertips sliding across the slide of her pistol, engraved in the Silver, her nickname Doom.

I shall have my revenge!

passive, journey, box
 
passive - journey - box
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Most assume that I am a passive person . . . at least that's the box they put me in. They just need to spend a few days on a journey with me. Then they can find our just how "out of the box" I am!!

afternoon . . . sex . . . boring
 
afternoon . . . sex . . . boring

She loved sitting in front of the open window, curtains billowing, while she read every afternoon. “I wish people would leave out the gratuitous sex scenes, they are boring. I like romance, but they all sound the same,” she thought. “I much prefer the story plots of intrigue and mystery.”


flaunt tiger headstone
 
flaunt tiger headstone

He watched as the tiger slowly devour the hapless man, its eyes on the lion that was chained at the edge of the circle. As if to flaunt its winnings.

"Your twelve o'clock is here, Mr Headstone."

The man known only as The Headstone smiled.

"Bring him in." He smiled.

ligers, tigons, headstone
 
ligers, tigons, headstone

Mary was walking through a small cemetery reading headstones. Her favorite read, “Here lies John. He was a disbeliever once. Now he believes in ligers and tigons. May this headstone act as a warning to all that wander this area. They do exist. Don't get as close as I did.”


pralines ballet bellows
 
pralines ballet bellows
"What are pralines?" Asked George, standing by the kitchen counter watching his wife.

"Never you mind." Sighed Gracie. "What is more important is I am out at ballet tonight and you will have to remember to take the bellows to my mother."

Your mother is one big bellow, thought George.

meteor, rocket, moon
 
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meteor, rocket, moon

Sam and Jake were laughing so hard their sides ached. They were watching a 1950s sci-fi movie about a meteor hitting earth. The people decided to take a rocket to the moon to live. “Look at those silly special effects they are using,” the boys would crow and laugh harder.


boxes cream aspirin
 
boxes cream aspirin
Unlike Sam and Jake, George Piffle loved 50s Sci-Fi and wished he could live on the moon. As a kid, he used make space rockets out of boxes. Ray guns from old cans of squirt cream.

Then reality came crashing in as his mother-in-law, the Elephant thundered: "Where's the aspirin?"

when, worlds, collide.
 
when, worlds, collide.

Pat and Mike seemed to be from different worlds. One was 15 and the other 82. Still, when they talked they found that certain elements of their lives could collide in a wonderful way. Both of them liked classic rock and roll, fancy sports cars, lemonade, and long legged blondes.

barefoot rhino pastries
 
barefoot rhino pastries

Some days, you just know that nothing will go right; yesterday was a prime example. Straight out of bed, I stepped barefoot on a slug. Then, the rhino which I'd been told to make with stacked pastries (for a cookery assignment) got shaken to crumbs on the way to college.

ice pig ballet
 
when, worlds, collide.

barefoot rhino pastries

The barefoot rhino stepped on the pastries before turning and making its exit. "Whew" that was close," John said as he grabbed Michele and hugged her nude body. He'd never had sex interrupted by a charging bull rhino before. Next time he'd take more care and check the perimeter fence.
 
ice, pig, ballet.

George Piffle leaned back in his chair, his glass now empty except for the ice.

Alone at last! He thought to himself. His wife was at her ballet classes and the Elephant was out with that guy with a pig tattooed on his head.

This is the life. He sighed.

Columbo, murder, detective.
 
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Columbo, murder, detective.

Put the cuffs on him, I've finally figured out why Columbo's always around when there's a murder. You don't need to be a talented detective to guess that he's had a hand in all but the first few, like a fireman turned arsonist just for the thrill of being caught.

spoon band ape
 
Nice post, Penuche. :)
spoon band ape
Back from her ballet, Gracie Piffle sighed while sitting waiting in the car. She was waiting for her mother and her new boyfriend, 'Ape', who was lead singer of a local geriatric boy band - 'Spoon'.

I hope he has cleaned his teeth this time, thought Gracie - still remembering his breath.

house, bath, mud.
 
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house, bath, mud

It's pelting down buckets as Kira does her best to avoid the bigger puddles until whooshka...straight on her ass she sides through the mud. Fuck! Cursing under her breath like a trooper she slowly hobbles back to the house in desperate need of a hot bath.

Defeat, error, ire
 
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