Thursday, June 11, 2009

Flash fiction: Classical gas

If you enjoy writing short stories, check out the Fiction Friday challenges by Jeanne at The Raisin Chronicles.

This week's challenge was/is: to write a piece of "flash fiction" - a short story of 100 words or less that begins with the phrase -

"Oh God, the smell..."
If you're interested in joining the fun, click on the link above.

Here's my story for this week.

Classical gas

Oh God, the smell when I stepped into Tim’s bedroom made me feel I had entered a parallel universe. Not that I was wholly unprepared. The entire apartment was strewn with empty pizza boxes, broken tortilla chips, dried vomit and partially-emptied beer bottles.

But the bedroom...was the Eighth Dimension of Stench.

Tim only looked dead. Wished he was dead.

“I think that perhaps…”

His every pause was filled with groans accompanied by deep, loud and improbably-long farts.

“I may possibly…


the beer farts.”

“Really?” was my sarcastic response.

From now on, it’s whisky and coke for me.
(100 words - on the dot)

Take care.


Middle Aged Woman said...

I knew EXACTLY where this was going when I saw the title. Well pared, honey.

lisleman said...

Jim, thanks for following "a few clowns short". I don't use the google follower gadget so I added "speaking in CAPS". I don't remember if you are also a member of blog catalog. If not you should check it out. I do use a visitor gadget from them.

Good fart story BTW. Between farts or a hangover - I'd take the farts.

Jim Styro said...

MAW: Well, I know you appreciate "fart" humor. Glad I didn't disappoint.

lisleman: It were my pleasure (as the old hockey players say). I will check out the "blog catalog" of which you speak and see if I can master it.

I guess if farts or hangovers are my only choices, I'd share your inclinations. Thanks for reading.

Captain Dumbass said...

Wow. I could almost smell it.

Jim Styro said...

Cap'n: That's high praise indeed. One more hockey game tonight. Hope you'll be rooting for the Winged Wheels.

Dackmont said...

Nicely done! Can't ever have enough smart fart humor. (Refined people everywhere know farts are funny, but deeply yearn for fart jokes a few notches above the lowest common denominator).

That's pretty cool you came in at 100 words exactly, though if you counted the exclamations from Tim's nether orifice as words, you'd probably be closer to 150.

"Anybody got a match?" -- BOOM!