| This weekend we are challenging you to write 33 of your own words to build upon the following: On the count of three… You can choose to include those words if you want, but they do not count toward the 33 words of your own. |
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On the count of three…
I’ll open my eyes; those 19 year old supermodels (twins!) will still be in bed, but my wife won’t be standing at the doorway, with the gun.
Aw, crap.
-Me, 96 years old.
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Inspired by the Irish- attributed adage/toast
May you die in bed at 95, shot by a jealous spouse.
I got away with it a little longer 
LOL Love it. Great job Brian.
Thank you !
Ahhh! how great. Loved it.
hahaha This was cute.
Thanks!
Oh boy. Better hope she’s a bad aim
Love the humour!
Loved it!! Good luck. Hopefully 96 treats you very well….like forgot to add the bullets well
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coupled with bad aim!
I like everything about this–the prompt, the adage inspiration, and the resulting flash of brilliance. Remarkable.
Thank so much for your comment
Very good. Anything your capable of doing at 96, I’d say you’re entitled.
Try explaining that to her!
haha, totally busted!
at 96? hot damn.
that’s what she said !
That’s fun, and quite the way to go. I’ve always loved that adage.
also? Your pizza slice made me hungry. Damned.
Ha! Nice. Too bad, eh?
Hilarious. Such a story in so few words! Well done