tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9128337205144111110.post7589472190645135787..comments2023-06-22T07:49:35.377-07:00Comments on I'm telling you stories. Trust me.: Flash Fiction 32: How Does Your Story End?Lauren Cude Horsfallhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15713938333921978342noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9128337205144111110.post-18042471240651287652010-04-08T19:23:43.783-07:002010-04-08T19:23:43.783-07:00Aw, This was sweet. I didn't think it silly at...Aw, This was sweet. I didn't think it silly at all. And here I was expecting jokes about people's bums and flatulance (because its a seat- get it?). Guess it shows where my head is. :D<br><br>Really cute, sweet story. Nicely done.ganymederhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14160039271069426174noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9128337205144111110.post-78637112985763341272010-04-12T20:05:16.407-07:002010-04-12T20:05:16.407-07:00Very clever. Sweet yet sad. Not that I should feel...Very clever. Sweet yet sad. Not that I should feel sorry for a "seat" but that to never truly know how something ends... ok I felt sorry for the seat, damn it. <br><br>We never know either... most of the time we just make it up<br>~2Tomara Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17185889402088565686noreply@blogger.com