Friday Night Drabble Party!
Time for another night of 100 words! Only 100 words! No other words are allowed! If you are holding other words, put them down right now. PUT THEM DOWN!
Ha. I kid. You can hold as many words as you want.
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Now, on to the Drabble!
A punch to the head was better than a kick to the balls.
It was a philosophy I’d lived by for most of my life. Hard to fault the logic in it.
Unless the punch to the head is done by a seven-foot tall, monster of a man. Fists like bowling balls. Heavy and solid. Solid enough to knock me halfway across the room and want to cry for my mommy.
Of course, my loaded pistol was better than his fist. Hard philosophy to learn for a big guy like that. I had no problem teaching it to him.
Disclaimer: FAKE DRABBLE!