Friday Night Drabble Party!
Welcome to this week’s Party!
I missed last week. I know. The Fam had the day off from school and I was busy editing Stone Cold Bastards. It was a busy day. Plus, I just wasn’t feeling it. I’m sure some of you understand.
But, we’re back this week!
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Name One Era
“What’s that?” Lyle asked.
“Time machine,” Hopper replied.
“A time machine? Seriously?” Lyle said. “Do you know how dangerous that is? Why would you build that?”
“To go back to when this country was great,” Hopper said, powering up the machine.
“When the hell was that?” Lyle asked. “Please name one era where this country wasn’t ruled by greed and bigotry?”
“That’s easy,” Hopper replied. “It was… Well, you know…”
“You got nothing,” Lyle said. “Come on. Let’s get a beer.”
“1870’s beer?” Hopper asked, hopeful.
“Sure, an 1870’s beer,” Lyle said. “If that’ll make you feel better.”
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