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Thursday, May 15, 2014

Today's #flashfiction #GoodInventionWrongPlace

“It's a trap!”
Tiger Woods* #quote


Today I shaved my incredibly manly chin of its incredibly manly hairs. The battle between razor and follicles should have been etched in stone for all of history to forever remember. Anyway onto the flash fiction!

Good Invention, Wrong Place

        “Come my brothers, sisters, all members of the tribe!” The smart nomad Rufflefeather called over everyone. “I have created an invention that will blow your mind!”
       The other tribe members gathered and saw that he stood next to a large campfire.
       “It is quite dazzling and bright. Hot too.” The Chief nodded his head as he looked at it.
Rufflefeather danced. “Oh yes, it is! We can dance like this around it and sing! It can be a center of celebration and warmth.”
       The other members of the tribe started laughing and Chief then responded, “I'm sorry but I really don't think it'll work out. Look down.”
       Rufflefeather saw that the part of the ice floe he stood on and built the campfire on melted on the edges and broke off the main piece. He already started to float away. Rufflefeather's invention wouldn't be very practical where he would melt the ice so easily, and even if he built it somewhere sturdier, Rufflefeather was a penguin. What use would a penguin tribe have for a campfire?

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