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July 20, 2007


It's remedial day! Find a previous day in the archives that you haven't written about. Write about that.

In the unlikely event you have a perfect record, post your second-best effort on a past theme of your choice.

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The construction trailer door pinged with a rap-a-tap-tap.

“Mr. Moonlight?”

“Hey, Jude. Come in.”

“Boss, I had another forklift accident.”

Moonlight groaned. This boy brought him misery day after day. “What happened?”

“I hoisted that pallet of Norwegian wood towards the dock,” Jude stammered, “and I hit the secretary’s car. Sorry.”

“Go on break,” the supervisor ordered, grabbing his hard hat and stepping outside.

Eleanor Rigby wailed and shook in her high heels, surveying her crumpled Saturn. “How am I going to get home now?”

“Calm down, Baby. You can drive my car till we get yours fixed,” offered Moonlight.

Posted by: Barb at July 20, 2007 9:14 AM · Permalink

So, if we don't post do we have to go to 100 Words summer school?

Posted by: Stacy at July 20, 2007 6:23 PM · Permalink

Check before you post!