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Today, my English teacher gave us the assignment to write a "mini saga" (I'd call it a drabble), a little story with exactly fifty words. I liked what I wrote. It's a Misfits drabble.
"You always do that?" the intellectual askes his partner sitting down next to him.
The blue-eyed redneck looked at him puzzled.
"Screw with the wrong people," the blond added helpfully.
A devilish grin graced the cowboy's handsome face under the brim of his hat. "I screw with everybody, man."
Note: Interestingly, some people who read it in class, thought that "I screw with everybody" meant the same as "I screw everybody" which I found quite amusing.
"You always do that?" the intellectual askes his partner sitting down next to him.
The blue-eyed redneck looked at him puzzled.
"Screw with the wrong people," the blond added helpfully.
A devilish grin graced the cowboy's handsome face under the brim of his hat. "I screw with everybody, man."
Note: Interestingly, some people who read it in class, thought that "I screw with everybody" meant the same as "I screw everybody" which I found quite amusing.
