Thursday, February 06, 2014

Feb Flash Blast Prompt-Set 009


Four Large Stamps

No, it's OK. I'll call you later

I will sell them all to the Portugese

Zulus, Sir; Thousands of 'em!

I know, and I know you know I know.

As the people became lighter and began to rise

There are probably stars

The End of the Last Sin-Eater

He may have killed himself, although thirty-seven wounds suggests...

As pretty as Norman Bates' mother


A nice, simple, soft, boiled, egg


The children will colour it in


I've come to see the manager


Pick a card, any card, he said

Sometimes the world just starts to get heavier


The sun has got his hat on; hip-hip-hip-hooray

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