Lounge Flash Fiction and Short Stories

[Derranged]

Post short stories or flash fiction in this thread.

Of course, there is some gray area as to what flash fiction is, some say its a short story under 1000 words, and many consider it to be a short story under 500 words.

There are no rules as to what you can post, but it would be funny for posters to write stories about other posters. The following is under 200 words:

The Pacfart and the Flomosexual

"You musta rikey Mastel Packie!!" screamed Wang Not Hung. "No rikey Froyd!! Brack peopre stear flom mi papas fluit stole!! Packie mi helo!!! "

" Gitdafuckaddahea son!!" replied Jamal Tyrone Malik Shabazz. "Pac mad skuuurrred ova slick brova, he goan git punched in is mouf! Him babeemamuh ain shit to Floydz piece.. Dat nikkuh Floyd iz da G-O-D hisself yo!"

Jamal adjusted his doorag as Wang sat stood there scowling furiously. The other passengers on the bus just sat looking aimlessly out their windows, oblivious to the argument taking place. One boy licked his window gently, trying to get to the raindrops that stuck to the other side of it.

"OK you two!" said the bus attendant. "If you don't behave we'll tell your teachers and you won't be allowed to participate in the finger painting later. When you get to school they will check your diapers right away."

[extracurRICular]

Post short stories or flash fiction in this thread.

Of course, there is some gray area as to what flash fiction is, some say its a short story under 1000 words, and many consider it to be a short story under 500 words.

There are no rules as to what you can post, but it would be funny for posters to write stories about other posters. The following is under 200 words:

The Pacfart and the Flomosexual

"You musta rikey Mastel Packie!!" screamed Wang Not Hung. "No rikey Froyd!! Brack peopre stear flom mi papas fluit stole!! Packie mi helo!!! "

" Gitdafuckaddahea son!!" replied Jamal Tyrone Malik Shabazz. "Pac mad skuuurrred ova slick brova, he goan git punched in is mouf! Him babeemamuh ain shit to Floydz piece.. Dat nikkuh Floyd iz da G-O-D hisself yo!"

Jamal adjusted his doorag as Wang sat stood there scowling furiously. The other passengers on the bus just sat looking aimlessly out their windows, oblivious to the argument taking place. One boy licked his window gently, trying to get to the raindrops that stuck to the other side of it.

"OK you two!" said the bus attendant. "If you don't behave we'll tell your teachers and you won't be allowed to participate in the finger painting later. When you get to school they will check your diapers right away."

Sweet thread idea....ok here goes mine....


I love to fuk fine b#tches with big phat asses and perfect perky ****........


thank you...DaRula OUT.........

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Do you also like to hit pinatas filled with guacamole?

[Xyei]

The Pacfart and the Flomosexual

"You musta rikey Mastel Packie!!" screamed Wang Not Hung. "No rikey Froyd!! Brack peopre stear flom mi papas fluit stole!! Packie mi helo!!! "

" Gitdafuckaddahea son!!" replied Jamal Tyrone Malik Shabazz. "Pac mad skuuurrred ova slick brova, he goan git punched in is mouf! Him babeemamuh ain shit to Floydz piece.. Dat nikkuh Floyd iz da G-O-D hisself yo!"

Jamal adjusted his doorag as Wang sat stood there scowling furiously. The other passengers on the bus just sat looking aimlessly out their windows, oblivious to the argument taking place. One boy licked his window gently, trying to get to the raindrops that stuck to the other side of it.

"OK you two!" said the bus attendant. "If you don't behave we'll tell your teachers and you won't be allowed to participate in the finger painting later. When you get to school they will check your diapers right away."

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[-jose-]

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I wrote this not too long ago, couldn't think of a title:



Drunk, bewildered and parched, Anorak sat uncomfortably in his seat as he and the passengers of the tube waited impatiently. The tube was crowded and stuck due to a minor electrical problem.

"We apologize for the inconvenience, we should be moving along shortly" said a voice over the loud speaker.

The wait was insufferable. The heat was eating away at Anorak as sweat dripped off the top of his balding head and on to his meticulously waxed mustache. His face was red as he was grinning foolishly, humming 'God Save the Queen.' and swaying back in forth, striking a heavy, middle aged tomato-faced woman sitting next to him who was getting quite annoyed. A tiny puddle of sweat lay between her two chins.

"Do you mind?" she snapped. "I've endured enough of your foolishness for the duration of this trip, sir".

Anorak did not acknowledge the fat woman and kept humming.

"Sir!" shrieked the fat woman. "Did you not 'ear me?! What the bloody 'ell is your problem?!"

Anorak turns his head and smiles contemptuously at the fat woman. "I need yer help with something yer fat feckin bird" slurred Anorak.

The fat woman looked at him with curiosity and other passengers began to watch what was going on.

"See now, I've got meself a trouser snake and the only way to kill the fecker is for you to wank it off into oblivion" gloated Anorak. His face had turned pale and he was sweating profusely. " 'old this picture of Danny Williams in front of yer feckin mug and while yer do it".

"What the devil..." began the fat woman, until she abruptly stopped what she was saying. She stopped thinking. All of her attention was focused on the monstrosity before her. She looked in horror at Anorak as if she had stumbled unexpectedly on to a gruesome murder scene. She could not get the words out, but she wanted to scream until her head blew off of her body, through the top of the tube and into the stratosphere.

Anorak had exposed his himself to the fat woman, raising his eyebrows to invite her to grab it, struggling to stand up straight. After the initial shock, the fat woman shrieked whilst the other passengers yelled out in disgust.

For half a minute, Anorak stood proudly before he was brought down hard by two young, determined short-haired Bobbies who had been alerted in the other car. Anorak was carried off in handcuffs to the front car. The picture of Danny Williams laid on the floor.

Shortly after the disturbance, the tube was up and running again.

The fat woman, sitting, trembling in disgust, saw the picture of Danny Williams.

"Williams is a dish, I've give the old bugger that" she thought to herself.

END.

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Where's Weltchermitz or whatever his name is? He often provides great fiction about the 911 attacks.

[Xyei]

Where's Weltchermitz or whatever his name is? He often provides great fiction about the 911 attacks.

He's been banned.

[Derranged]

He's been banned.

Meh.. He wasn't funny anyway.

[-Huey-]

Post short stories or flash fiction in this thread.

Of course, there is some gray area as to what flash fiction is, some say its a short story under 1000 words, and many consider it to be a short story under 500 words.

There are no rules as to what you can post, but it would be funny for posters to write stories about other posters. The following is under 200 words:

The Pacfart and the Flomosexual

"You musta rikey Mastel Packie!!" screamed Wang Not Hung. "No rikey Froyd!! Brack peopre stear flom mi papas fluit stole!! Packie mi helo!!! "

" Gitdafuckaddahea son!!" replied Jamal Tyrone Malik Shabazz. "Pac mad skuuurrred ova slick brova, he goan git punched in is mouf! Him babeemamuh ain shit to Floydz piece.. Dat nikkuh Floyd iz da G-O-D hisself yo!"

Jamal adjusted his doorag as Wang sat stood there scowling furiously. The other passengers on the bus just sat looking aimlessly out their windows, oblivious to the argument taking place. One boy licked his window gently, trying to get to the raindrops that stuck to the other side of it.

"OK you two!" said the bus attendant. "If you don't behave we'll tell your teachers and you won't be allowed to participate in the finger painting later. When you get to school they will check your diapers right away."

Ain't nobody got time f-that!