This guy has such a surprised look on his stone face, I couldn’t help but think maybe he landed in this spot unexpectedly.
Word Count: 100
I’m sick and tired of hanging around day in, day out. If I never see another pigeon, it will be too soon. And nobody ever thinks to wash my helmet anymore. It’s a fright, between the guano and dust.
I never thought I’d be in this fix. My mother warned me about being a smart ass – I should have listened. But no, I had to be the funny guy one time too often. Look where it got me.
Note to self: don’t piss off the resident wizard. Or at least if you do, make your last expression a happy one.
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© Erin Leary