283 - It was just after dark...
(For this exercise I had to choose some words from 3 different lists and use them in the story; the words I ended up with were: mushroom, taxi, chalky, bananas, miniature, and carnivore.)
It was just after dark when, while I was finishing a rather chalky mushroom, a miniature carnivore entered my office. He was no taller than 3 1/2 feet, wearing a fifties zoot-suit, and sporting a fedora. He informed me that he had traveleed by taxi, stopping only once to use the washroom and purchase some bananas. It was only then that I noticed the large brown paper bag full of bananas that he had brought with him, (the thing was nearly as large as his entire body; dunno how I missed it.) From here we moved onto discussing many other subjects before finally coming to the obvious question at hand: Why would a miniature carnivore, (or any carnivore, for that matter), need to purchase so many bananas? His answer made everything clear:
"As you can see from the badge on my chest, I am indeed a member of the group known as M.E.A.T. Before you ask, it stands for the Miniature Eaters of All Tasty-meats. So, why the bananas, you wonder. You see, I have grown weary of the usual meats available and, as I am hosting a regional M.E.A.T. gathering, (meat-ing), this weekend, I thought I'd prepare something more exotic. Then it hit me; a gorilla. The rest, I'm sure you can figure out."
With that, the strange little man heaved the large bag of bananas over a shoulder and made for the door.
And this, sir, is the reason the Wellington file was not completed on time.
Sincerely,
Jenkins in Acquisitions.
It was just after dark when, while I was finishing a rather chalky mushroom, a miniature carnivore entered my office. He was no taller than 3 1/2 feet, wearing a fifties zoot-suit, and sporting a fedora. He informed me that he had traveleed by taxi, stopping only once to use the washroom and purchase some bananas. It was only then that I noticed the large brown paper bag full of bananas that he had brought with him, (the thing was nearly as large as his entire body; dunno how I missed it.) From here we moved onto discussing many other subjects before finally coming to the obvious question at hand: Why would a miniature carnivore, (or any carnivore, for that matter), need to purchase so many bananas? His answer made everything clear:
"As you can see from the badge on my chest, I am indeed a member of the group known as M.E.A.T. Before you ask, it stands for the Miniature Eaters of All Tasty-meats. So, why the bananas, you wonder. You see, I have grown weary of the usual meats available and, as I am hosting a regional M.E.A.T. gathering, (meat-ing), this weekend, I thought I'd prepare something more exotic. Then it hit me; a gorilla. The rest, I'm sure you can figure out."
With that, the strange little man heaved the large bag of bananas over a shoulder and made for the door.
And this, sir, is the reason the Wellington file was not completed on time.
Sincerely,
Jenkins in Acquisitions.
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