Yup, the Tweet The Meat submission I sold ran today. I promised I’d let ya know.
Or here:
The kettle screamed. “Tea time,” she chirped, steaming pot in gloved hand. “Sugar?” He couldn’t answer with the funnel taped in his mouth.
Lemme know what ya think.
Ewwwww…. that’s harsh. And horrible. And oh so horrific. Yippy! 🙂
I love the dark twist.