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Saturday, July 5, 2014

Today's #flashfiction #ACrappyArgument

“You broke my heart.”
Robert Jarvik* #quote


Looks like CJ is coming over today. So yay! Anyway onto the flash fiction!


A Crappy Argument

      “This turd is mine sonny,” the old dung beetle proclaimed to the young one. “You got no right to it.”
        The younger dung beetle yelled back whacking his legs together aggressively. “And how do you figure that old man?”
        The old dung beetle walked up to the young one and stood on his legs almost human-like to make himself look taller and larger to the younger bug. “My family has been harvesting the cow-pie from this farmer's ranch for generations. This here is our land and territory. And I'll rip your wings straight off your body for the feces that rightfully belongs to us.”
         The young dung beetle considered his options. The poop he wanted to take from the old man looked to be the most glorious pile he'd seen. Nice, fat, fluffy and ready to be rolled up into a ball.   But worth a fight? He also wanted to save his pride. He could take on an old man right? Then again, maybe not this old man.
        The young dung beetle backed away and said, “Okay, okay, calm down. You can keep all your crap.”
         And so the young dung beetle walked away and found another poop-pile elsewhere to call his own, far, far away from the old man and the farm.

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