John was working on his orchids whe the door
- John was working on his orchids whe the door bell rang that day.There was an military officer on the steps patiently waiting.John took a long breath and
- controlled the urge to kill him. "The officer's only a messenger & whatever evil they're going to ask of me, it's not this man's fault." "Col. John Fisher? You're to come w/me, sir
- and Col. John Fisher said, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh I don't think so bud."
- That comment was the straw that broke "Bud's" back. He grabbed Col. John Fisher by the neck, forced his face into a bowl of lime jello, gave him a noogie, then kicked his ass.
- Gasping, Col. Fisher gingerly lifted his face and wiped it with one hand, and then licked the jello from one finger. Blimey...it was lime. Too bad - cherry was his favorite.
- This wasn't the first time that Col Fisher had bled jello, but never before had it been lime. He pursed his lips, narrowed his eyes & looked towards the far horizon. Dreamily, h
- e motioned for the rest of the troops to move ahead. The fog lay just below the tree line and created a sense of weightlessness. Col Fisher started getting woozy and lifted his
- skirt to let off a little steam. The enemies entrenchments were far ranging and Col Fisher thought it best to attack while he still felt pretty, before the doubts and memories
- tore him apart in anxieties. Pretty as ever, charging into high conflict, Col Fisher made it his last stand. Those who survived this battle never spoke of it again.
- How could they when the guilt of knowing what they had done was inescapable. Col Fisher had tried to bury the events of that horrible day, but even as an old man the memory...
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- 2012-04-27 16:13:15
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- 2015-08-25 17:31:04
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PurpleProf Aug 25 2015 @ 21:45
...never faded.
ScarletVeil Aug 25 2015 @ 22:51
Yeah I like that.