Week 408 of #ThursThreads had many fantastic tales. I’m honored to see all the writers come to tie a tale as we close in on the end of our eighth year. If you’ve been doing it a while, thank you. If you’ve just found us, welcome! May you come back again and write more great flash. Thousand thanks to P.T. Wyant for judging this week. Check out the #ThursThreads #flashfiction group on Facebook or the #ThursThreads Group on MeWe to keep up with news, etc.
Entries:
- Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
- Silver James | @SilverJames_
- Sheilagh Lee | @SweetSheil
- Tina Glasneck | @TinaGlasneck
- Bill Engleson | @billmelaterplea
- Mark A. Morris
- Teresa Eccles | @TeresaMEccles
- Patty Dump | @PattyDump1
- David A. Ludwig | @DavidALudwig
- Louisa Bacio | @Louisabacio
- Siobhan Muir | @SiobhanMuir
- Daelyn Morgana | @DaelynMorgana
- Joel Sandersen | @jsandersen76
- M.T. Decker | @mishmhem
- Kel J. Heinen | @Aightball
Honorable Mentions
Louisa Bacio | @Louisabacio
P.T. says: Great emotional content in the fight, but the ending was perfect snark and should be used in a dictionary to demonstrate the definition of the word.
Cara Michaels | @caramichaels
P.T. says: A little bit of bias here, but as a nurse I loved the line, “I am Doctor. Hear me roar.” (And the doctor reminds me of one I worked with at a jail. Dr. A was a tiny little thing, but full of fire and fury if you messed with her. That was years ago and I’m pretty sure there are some paramedics who still have extra butt holes.)
Kelly Heinen | @Aightball
P.T. says: Finally! Someone used the Christian deities as characters in a story! In addition, I loved the humor.
winner announcement
Week 408 Winner
P.T. says: I laughed so hard I woke up Demon Dog (my judge’s picture) and had to bribe him with animal crackers to let me finish. The conversation flowed beautifully, I could totally sympathize with the MC, and I absolutely did not see that ending coming. I’m saving this one to read over and over again.
Team Building Failure
He was in hell. He hated these ‘team-building’ games, they were torturous but word had come from on high, and he was stuck playing their game.
He read the piece of paper and started drawing, the guessing began immediately after.
“A tisket?”
“What the hell is a ‘tisket’!?”
He shook his head and pointed to the drawing. He needed them to focus or the game would never end. He pointed and then circled the inside of his drawing.
“A basket.”
“There’s a hole in the basket!”
This was going to be a lot harder than he first thought. He circled the bottom of the basket and began praying.
“Not a hole… an egg?”
Before he could stop them, his team was off and running in the wrong direction.
“Don’t count your chickens before they hatched.”
“Don’t put all your eggs in one basket.”
“Because there’s a hole in the basket.”
Angrily, he drew flames trying to get them to pull it together.
“There’s a fire in the basket?”
“Fire in the hole!”
“Wait… someone was fired for putting all his eggs in one basket.”
“Because there was a hole in it.”
“Will you leave off the with the hole…”
He was dying.
Finally, his second in command yelled “Hell!” and things were rolling again.
Deviled eggs!
“The road to hell is…”
He couldn’t take it anymore and blurted out “In a… basket… Hell in a handbasket, I swear!”
It was the last time Satan played Pictionary with the staff.
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Congratulations Ten Time Winner Mary, and Honorable Mentions Louisa, Cara, and Kelly! Don’t forget to claim your badges and display them with pride. You certainly earned it!
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