Take 2: The Show Must Go On

One good turn deserves another, so let’s ride this wild pony and have more fun than a barrel of monkeys.

Now that I’ve got this bug up my ass, let me tell you another story. Feast your eyes on this, but don’t try this at home; it’s a half baked idea. Now let’s get the ball rolling.

MjAxMy04ZGM3ODMwZjExNDNhZTEzEven though I’d just washed my hair and couldn’t do a thing with it, I was going to paint the town red. I’m no spineless wimp. I live life in the fast lane, but I missed the boat, missed by a hair, which caught me off my guard. I had to think outside the box and drive the porcelain bus to get out of town by sundown so I could eat, drink, and be merry.

It was a white-knuckle ride, but I finally made it by the skin of my teeth. It was time to start playing the field. With so many men and so little time I had to pay attention to details, because you can tell the men from the boys by the price of their toys.

When you start picking out people you start leaving people out, which is fine and dandy for finding the pick of the litter, but I had to break a few eggs to make an omelet.

The first man was all hat and no cattle, so I told him to take a long walk off a short plank. The second man was nervous as a cat on a hot tin roof, so I told him not for all the tea in China. The third man was a jack of all trades and a master of none, and you gotta put your foot down when he’s pulling your leg.

It was time to jump from the frying pan into the fire. I know good things come to those who wait, but time was of the essence. By this time I was glowing like a good deed in a naughty world and ready to stick it where the sun don’t shine.

The fourth guy was not all talk and no action, and made me hot under the collar. There was a little of this and a little of that, and he was better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick. Since he was chomping at the bit and really laying it on thick I thought it’s now or never and now’s as good a time as any, so we went full speed ahead and I jumped on the broomstick.

The next morning I woke up and smelled the coffee. Love is a many splendored thing, but golly gee willikers, I can’t keep running with the foxes and barking with the hounds.

That’s all folks, but there’s more where that came from. Stay tuned for more next week. And speaking of next week, do you have a cliché you’d like to see me use in a story?

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59 thoughts on “Take 2: The Show Must Go On

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    • That one’s always in the back of my mind, it just hasn’t worked out to fit in yet. It will. There will be a story where I will work it in. Maybe something travel themed?

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  2. Two tacos short of a combination plate; notch in your Bible belt; if it had been a been a snake it would have bit me; don’t put that in your mouth, you don’t know where it’s been; just like mother used to make; your call is important to us; it is better to give than receive; don’t get your knickers in a twist; no means no; live and let live…

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    • Awesome! These are all great. I’m so glad people have sent in so many suggestions. Now I have a list to work from to keep doing these. It’s just so much fun to play with language like this.

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    • Thanks! I don’t know if it’s genius, but it is a result of trying something different and having fun with it. If it wasn’t fun for me, then I don’t think it would work out like it does.

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  3. awesome.
    I wanna see: It’s touch and go. And, if this is even a cliche yet, “dubious at best” – but if its not a cliche i dont want you to sully the purity of the act by including it just for my sake.

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    • Alright. “Touch and go” is on the list. I don’t know if “dubious at best” has reached official cliche status yet, but I’ll look around and see if I can find out. Thanks for the suggestions.

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    • Ahh, thank you Kozo. {hugs} I was writing the second one when I found out the first one was being Freshly Pressed. It was fabulously positive motivation to go with this odd bit of storytelling.

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  4. One could have possibly been a fluke but this second iteration clearly shows me that you are unusually accomplished in the use of English. In fact these two corny stories suggest to me that you love the language at least as much as I do. You are an adept and I acknowledge that hard work you have done to achieve these clever pieces. And I congratulate you on this new game – I’m getting a great kick out of it.

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    • Thanks! It is hard work. Most of what I write gets scrapped as I get the theme and flow of the story worked out. I want to keep trying. It’s an excellent exercise in language and storytelling. I figure I’ll keep going until I run out of ideas, or people run out of interest.

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  5. This was fun, thanks!
    A few off the top of my head:
    ‘If you lay down with dogs, you get up with fleas’.
    ‘The jury’s still out on that one’
    ‘Fair suck of the sauce bottle’
    ‘No magic bullet’
    ‘It’s not rocket science’
    ‘I’m giving it 110%’
    ‘Keep me in the loop’

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