Friday Fictioneers – Fingers
The e-postman brings a weekly pic from Rochelle, and over 100 imaginations around the world unfurl the wrapping, open the parcel and discover the words hidden inside. I loved this week’s pic from fellow FriFicer Sandra Crook:
These are the 100 words I found inside it:
The barman served two more pints, which to my late night eyes looked like four. I picked up two of them with my left hands and handed them to Casper.
“We’ve been friends a long time,” I said, “but I’ve never asked… what happened to your finger?”
With a roll of the eyes, Casper said “Pamplona.”
“Ah,” I nodded, “the Running of the Bulls.”
“No,” he said with a shudder, “it was the week after, the much more dangerous Running of the Sheep. I was in the car but still…” He wrapped his remaining fingers round his glass and drank.
The Reclining Gentleman 
Those damn sheep. A clever bit of comedy, darling. Made me smile.
Why thank.you sweetie
That’s funny. Those Spanish sheep. Watch them.
Thanks for reading Patrick, I’m not sure why your comment founds its way into my spam folder!
I wonder what it is that makes those spanish sheep so much more dangerous?
subtle humor! i love it. well done.
Thanks EE!
What a funny story – the running of the sheep. I guess they had lost their way: baa,baa,baa! Really cute one – I enjoyed it a lot! Nan 🙂
Haha! Thanks Nan 🙂
Clever! My favorite type of humor. Love it! 🙂
Thanks miss T 🙂
Welcome! 😀
Really enjoyed this – the four pints and four hands. And who knew sheep could be so dangerous! Would love to know what happened.
That pints / hands was my favourite line! I don’t think casper is too keen on saying too much more…
your description of the beers and hands multiplied by alcohol . . . GREAT!
Thanks Alicia 🙂
Ha ha! I like that!
thank you!!
Ewwwwwww, I liked it. Reminds me of my grandpa. He only had 3 fingers on his right hand. Put it under a lawnmower when the damn blades were moving.
Ouch. Never mess with sheep or lawnmowers
Dear RG,
:Loved the way you let us know he was three sheeps to the wind with late night eyes and left hands. Subtle and effective.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Three “sheeps” to the wind!! very fitting 🙂
Funny story. 😀 The running of the sheep. Who knew. It sounds much more dangerous than the running of the bulls. 🙂 Well done. —Susan
I wouldn’t want to get in the way of that charging flock!
I really think you should combine all your short fictions into a book. I could even do it for you. You are such a great writer.
You’re such a flatterer Ms Hasty! I had thought a similar thing – 100 stories of 100 words each. I just need to write 100 that are worth publishing LOL
They all have been IMO
Now you’re just being kind lol