My dad and I headed to the quiet lake just after dawn.
Yellow sunlight glittered across the still surface as we unpacked our gear.
Deep shadows under the willows looked perfect for big fish.
A simple worm was all I needed on the hook.
Dad showed me the right way to cast without snagging the trees.
Carefully I watched the bobber float far out among the reeds.
After twenty patient minutes a sudden dip made my heart race.
Near the edge of the lily pads the line went tight.
Big and powerful, the fish fought hard against the reel.
Excited shouts echoed across the water as I struggled to hold on.
A gleaming bass finally broke the surface in a spray of silver.
Triumphant, we netted it together and held it up for a photo.
Yes, it was easily the largest either of us had ever landed.
Our cooler lid slammed shut on the prize with a satisfying thump.
Under the warm afternoon sky we sat back and laughed for a long time.
Really nothing beats a morning spent fishing with your father.
Dad grinned and said this was one for the record books.
Another cast or two followed before the light began to fade.
Delighted and tired, we packed everything and headed home.
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All the PULG that’s print to lick.
Vicious winds howled through the ancient forest at dusk.
Only a lone traveler dared to push deeper into the gloom.
Mysterious lights flickered between the twisted trees.
In the clearing ahead, a stone archway pulsed with energy.
The traveler stepped through and vanished from the known world.
Suddenly a vast alien landscape stretched out under twin moons.
Odd floating islands drifted slowly across the violet sky.
None of the strange creatures nearby made any aggressive move.
Perhaps this realm held answers to questions long forgotten.
Under the glow of a crystal spire the path became clear.
Legends of infinite power seemed to whisper from the stones.
Grateful beyond words, the traveler claimed the prize and returned home changed forever.
He used to have valves, and now has a slide, as the Great and Mighty God Parpocrates intended.
Animal motion, Animation, Sanitation, Salvation, ?
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I see a Closet door although in here it's black
No colours anymore- Oh look, I found a tack!
I see your hangers all dressed in your summer clothes
I have to turn my head each time you get exposed
I see your HotWheels and now they're all painted black
Old flowers and My Little Ponies in a sack
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Denying they saw me, it just happens every day
I look inside myself and see I've got a model train-set in place of a lymphatic system
I see Your Closet door, I'm looking through the crack
Maybe then I'll fade away or hide inside a sack
It's not easy facing up to constant threat of SNEEZE-ATTACK!!
No longer lost in C-Space I now return to you!
I could not foresee getting sucked into that enchanted game of CLUE,
If I look hard enough into Your light-fixture in here
I can start seeing purple spots and death's-head moths (oh dear!)
I see Your Closet door, I've finally come back
No stalling anymore - Cursed Toy Legion, ATTACK!!!
*your rooms are all respectively abruptly ambushed by a wave of old, cursed toys - many of which you recognize*
ping!
Oh, look! My superball. I wondered where that went.
Up all three nostrils at once.
You have 3 fingers and 3 nostrils. Why wouldn’t you?
Five more of each and I shall have become the ocarina that plays itself.
You travel down a dark hallway and met with a door at the end, looking to the right and left you can tell there is at least 2 more paths to take.
1 path, to the left, you can see the door at the end maybe 12 feet away from where you stand.
the other path, to the right, you can't see at all but from the pounding on the door you can tell there is something that way.
Which way adventurer do you take!
Do you take the door you just walked to, the path to the left, or the path to the right!
1 = I go left
2 = I go right
*Goose-steps into view, playing 'Toot, Toot, Tootsie' to a wooden polka beat*
They'll just regenerate, only with even worse tuning than before.
Your space armour will not protect you. Might as well not wear it.