I have to admit, I’m surprised. While there’s the occasional silly story, most of the entries this week are (IMHO), pretty darn good. Mine, as always, is below and you can hear just my entry if you like. Be sure to stop by and vote for the story (or stories) you think are the best.
The head writer’s litany began the same as it had all week.
“Sharks. Piranaha. Tigers. Bullets. Female ninjas. Male ninjas. That guy who chomped things. Beheading hats. Booby traps. Even frickin’ lasers. The franchise is done. What else could 007 face?”
“He could face,” Justin said, while I cringed and sank into my chair, “a dragon while he had nothing but a Boy Scout Handbook and a Piñata costume.”
The stuff we took at last night’s party had not been THAT potent.
“This isn’t MacGyver, dammit,” the lead writer yelled. Then we locked eyes and shouted it together.