BlogFestivus Day 12: Drummers Down!

 The band director had the drumline doing sprints and hills as if they were a football team preparing for a season opener.

Up and down, up and down. And down and down.

It took the band director a while to understand what was happening. By the time it hit him… it was too late.

He was at the bottom of the hill and got the brunt of the bass to the face.

It sounded like music – it was hard-hitting. The twelve drummers drumming. Well… twelve off beat-drummers and one loud BONG!

As if it could not get any worse, it was a slow news day. As the local television station’s van drove by, they caught sight of the melee.

“And that’s how they all went tumbling down,” an Evan Baxter look-a-like said on the news that night.

Twelve drummers drumming, they all came a-tumbling down.

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And we’re done!!! I think I was so much better at killing birds 🙂

Check out my other posts which were a part of BlogFestivus Seasonal Short Story Challenge >>> (P.S.: Day seven was my favorite! Not to mention it’s my favorite number 🙂 )

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Check out the other Blogfestivus participants here:

Blogdramedy (writing challenge instigator)
Fix it or Deal
Shouts from the Abyss
Stevil
A Few Clowns Short
Rewind Revise
The Original Bean
Becoming Bitter
Words That Rhyme with Purple
Mad Hatters
A Daft Scots Lass
Random Says
Suzanne Forte PR
Slightly Whimsical
Trail Blazer 1
Lenore Diane’s Thoughts Exactly

BlogFestivus Day 11: The Perfect Christmas Card

There were eleven pipers piping  besides a nativity scene inside McClarens bar.

“Kind of ironic,” Ashley said, “Drunk pipers playing next to baby Jesus.”

“You would think of that,” her friend Karey replied.

The ladies took to the dance floor.

“I dare you to go and grab one of those pipers,” Ashley yelled, “I triple dare you!”

“What? Are we 10 again?”

“I swear on baby Jesus. If you go and kiss one of those pipers I’ll give you $100.”

“I don’t believe in Jesus.”

“Well Buddha, I swear on Buddha. Muhammad, whoever! Just do it!”

“Remember the last time, you swore if I mooned the police officers that you’d pay my phone bill? I ended up in jail Ash!”

Ten minutes later – Ashley finally talked her friend into kissing a piper.

It made the perfect picture for her annual Family & Friends Christmas cards!

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Check out the other Blogfestivus participants here:

Blogdramedy
Fix it or Deal
Shouts from the Abyss
Stevil
A Few Clowns Short
Rewind Revise
The Original Bean
Becoming Bitter
Words That Rhyme with Purple
Mad Hatters
A Daft Scots Lass
Random Says
Suzanne Forte PR
Slightly Whimsical
Trail Blazer 1
Lenore Diane’s Thoughts Exactly

BlogFestivus Day 10: That’s Some Type of Drug

Roger was lost. He didn’t remember beginning his walk through the forest, but here he was, naked and alone.

He heard a loud noise to his right. Suddenly he saw ten lords a-leaping. ‘What a sight!’ he thought as he began jumping with them.

Then he saw a chubby lady in red.

“Mrs. Claus?” he asked, “Did you ever get my letters?”

The woman turned and smiled.

“Whoa! What’s up with you bro?” he heard someone ask. But he saw no one.

“God!?!?” he cried out.

Suddenly Roger felt himself running. He didn’t remember taking the first step, but somehow he was sprinting forwards. He hit something.

“Stop!” someone shouted.

He held his head and opened his eyes. He was at a nightclub.

“That must be one hell of a drug,” the officer said as he cuffed Roger’s hands and took him away.

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Whoop whoop!!! Two more days to go!!! Check out my other BlogFestivus Posts here >>>

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Check out the other Blogfestivus participants here:

Blogdramedy
Fix it or Deal
Shouts from the Abyss
Stevil
A Few Clowns Short
Rewind Revise
The Original Bean
Becoming Bitter
Words That Rhyme with Purple
Mad Hatters
A Daft Scots Lass
Random Says
Suzanne Forte PR
Slightly Whimsical
Trail Blazer 1
Lenore Diane’s Thoughts Exactly