Tales of humour, whimsy and courgettes
“Yeah, I just saw him,” said Sprite. “It looked like his feet had been cut off!”
“Oh, yes,” replied Devilish. “That was me. I needed his shoes.”
“Good grief,” gasped Sprite. “That’s a bit extreme!”
“I know,” grinned Devilish, “but his sole is now mine.”
Sprite whined.
“She called me a cretaceous throwback with a head as bobbly as a Necroraphidia,” moaned Bugly.
“That’s what all this sulking is about?” sighed Sprite.
Buglys eyes widened and his top mandible quivered.
“Ok, listen, don’t worry about what humans think,” said Sprite. “They don’t do it very often.”
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“Well,” said Sprite, “that wasn’t very polite!”
She was glad whatever was holding her ankle had let go. Her concern over the mud rising up and covering her body was still present though.
Lucy figured it was nice humankind had never realized the true value of diamonds.
“Plumber cleared the blockage in septic tank then left without saying a word. Didn’t take payment and won’t answer emails, texts or DMs on Twitter. Whistling noise now coming from pipes. Eight of ten I guess. Did the job, but I wouldn’t recommend.”
– Desmond’s Drains. Avg rating 7/10.
“Then the fecking thing bit me,” moaned Fuen.
“I’ve told you before,” sighed Yuffie, “never turn on the News Corp channels.”
“I had wondered why all my trees were burnt,” sighed Reala.
“It gets worse,” claimed Sprite. “She’s dug up your vegetable patch.”
“The fiend!” cried Reala, shaking her fists at the sky.
“Humans cake?” asked the cloud.”Didn’t think you liked peoples sweets.”
“No, human cake,” she groaned. “A cake made of humans.”
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