Each week G-Man of 55 Flash Fiction Friday challenges us to write a piece using exactly 55 words. Not as easy as it seems. My first draft is usually about 90 words.
Off course.
Landed on uncharted planet.
Met by people all wearing identical drab clothing and the same vacant smile.
“We accept aliens with open arms. No one has to work. We have free everything. Our government will take care of you.”
He got back into his craft and flew directly into one of their suns.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
55 Flash Fiction Friday - "No Intelligent Life Here" - 10/1/09
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7 comments:
I thought they landed in America?
Hahahahaha...
Excellent 55 Rick. You Rock!
Thanks for visiting, thanks for playing, and have a Kick-Ass Week-End...G
Was it the drab clothing that made he depart? :-)
I've done two 55's this week. Here they are. Enjoy and have a wonderful weekend.
Chef Kar
Those blasted socialists. They're everywhere.
Now THAT is fun!
Whale: None in Boise either. Do you know where one gets a space ship? I would like to send a rather large transport to Boise...free tickets...HA!>>>>>>>>>
No intelligent life here!!!!!
Nope!!!!
Just now getting to this, and it's great! They're in the US! LOL
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