1946 😬
Maybe the on-again-off-again career of the fly-by-nighter comedian should have taken a red pencil to his backlist routine about panty raids; either that or the audience disliked his buffola, was clapped-out, or suffering from punch drunk syndrome.
https://lindaghill.com/2019/10/16/one-liner-wednesday-hey-this-is-fun/
Scuba diving
Sharks were thriving
This one on display
Did not get away
Posing in full diving gear
He’s the one inspiring fear.
https://crispinakemp.com/2019/10/16/crimsons-creative-challenge-49/
A lady dines, doesn’t snack
Emily Post manners never lack
No slurping tea, no lips smacked
No hunger ravaged cake attacks
A lady always, to the max.
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The new fashioned heels caused her to look tipsy as she navigated the slippery wooden deck. Why did I think a yacht would be a good place to wear these? “Careful there schweethart,” George said in his best Bogey voice. Julie smiled, loving the way he treated her, as though they were Bogey and Bacall. In fact that was her first impression of him, meeting in a cafe resembling Rick’s in Casablanca.
Most of her life, Julie had lived in a movie dream world. Every situation, person she met, she related to a movie scene or character. She was enamored of actors of the thirties, and tried to emulate them in everyday life. Most of the time her coworkers thought she was odd, but accepted her as she did her job well.
Julie frequented nostalgic places of business, and her main entertainment was going to the refurbished cinema that showed the films of her favorite genre. This was where she met George, also a thirties fanatic, and the romance began. Today they were on a nostalgic adventure cruise and everything seemed to be authentic. She and George dressed in their finest, pretending to be that perfect couple they adored.
That evening Julie thought she’d take the theme further. As she was leaving their cabin, hoping he wouldn’t think her silly, whispered in her best sultry voice, “If you need me, just whistle. You know how to whistle, don’t you, George? You just put your lips together and blow”.
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https://fivedotoh.com/2019/10/16/fowc-with-fandango-silly/#like-36415
https://cyranny.com/2019/10/16/careful-word-of-the-day-challenge/#like-50132
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My choices for Rory’s Prompt:
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Nesferatu, 1922.
This trailer was made in 2010 with added music, definitely not the original.
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Vincent Price- so many to choose from, but found this trailer from “The Fly”.
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And one of my favorite oldies, “Tremors”.
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https://lavent69.blog/2019/09/30/the-31-days-of-october-challenge/
Dark castled spires
Contrast colors of autumn
Seasonal beauty
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Image:Pixabay
Joe cranked up the new device to “maximum strength” in order to defeat this alien species, once again. This time he hoped to squish the creatures once and for all. The dappled smoke with the sour fragrance indicated they were back.
The dog by Joe’s side started to simper, knowing too well the derivitive of the foul creatures. Their origin could best be described in Dante’s Inferno, but he was only a dog, and what did he know. He did realize how many hours his master had spent on creating this new machine to finally end the alien invasions.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/10/14/wordle-154/
What manner of specter are you
The grave digger asked his view
I’m not ready for my ending ride
And how are you justified?
I’ve led a good life, done my best
Put many good souls here to rest
Why are you standing there
Not time to climb my final stair
No, I still have work to do
Go away, you reaper boo
Halloween is months away
Suppose I’ll see you again that day
Meanwhile I have a job that’s never done
Thanks to you, the bludgeoning one.
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https://cyranny.com/2019/10/15/justify-word-of-the-day-challenge/
https://fivedotoh.com/2019/10/15/fowc-with-fandango-manner/
https://lavent69.blog/2019/09/30/the-31-days-of-october-challenge/
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Such a celebration, balloons everywhere
Flowers draped, honeymoon car is even there
A party for two of them, loving couple wed together
Such happy future without end, for now and for forever.
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https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/10/15/photo-challenge-285/#like-18807
The opened chest emits a mist
I think it must be devil-kissed
It slithers around and covers me
My first impression is to flee
Was told that what’s within the chest
Would put my shy feelings to rest
I guess it worked, because now I feel
Powerful, and hear my voice say “kneel”!
A sudden cape is round me furled
I’m no longer that timid girl
The mist didn’t come from the sky
It is from hell and as I sigh
The mist continues from my lips
No longer quiet, but a hiss
Thought I knew best how I could win
I should have kept the mist within.
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https://amanpan.com/2019/10/14/brewnspew-cafe-october-14-2019/
https://lavent69.blog/2019/09/30/the-31-days-of-october-challenge/
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