Friday Fiction: 100 Word Challenge

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by Smitty

It had not always been the case that the county government building entrance was the mouth of a clown. Prior to the re-appointment of Charlotte Clinton as TemPOTUS, (Hillary never having finished the second term, and the Clintons never having quite departed power) there had been more…dignity about.

As Christians, the family had had to save and sacrifice for this day. They paid their Worship Tax, but were dressed extra nicely, to pay for their oldest son’s marriage & a pregnancy license, should a child bring them respite in that harsh time.

The red-lipped, pancaked, green-haired official in purple intoned…

via Darleen Click

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  1. On a chill Montana Sixth-Day a woman with an indeterminate face slid from her rack-bed and put a Dickens Cake from RationShelf into her Good Stove imported from Lake Atitlan in Zone 5. She wrapped herself with the blanket from the rack-bed and waited for the Good Stove to give off heat. The cold metal of the stove began to crack and ping and waves of warmth surged through the grill. The woman opened the blanket to allow the warm air to trap itself next to her thin shift.

    It was the 86th anniversary of Patriarch’s Day.

  2. Shortly after Monica unsuccessfully challenged the Gorgon Hillary’s mate, a new facade of solid stone was placed over the Clinton Foundations’ circus entrance. Cigars were banned from the premises.

  3. Cam stood at the entrance to Harvey Milk Primary, ready to direct her assigned children to their pre-selected training track. She knew that the pheromones and aromatherapy scents streaming from the clown’s maw would calm the kindergartners. They certainly calmed her. So much so, that she always self-identified as female on these days. Her pink camo chaps, lacy pink jock strap and matching training bra always made her feel frisky, which was helpful, given her work.

    “John7, Gumbo, LakersRule, Yoda and Dax, you’ve been assigned to the sex worker track. You’ll follow me and Mr. Chad to the changing area.”

  5. Ray was thinking how much fun life was since the aliens took the Christian terrorists away, as he looked up at the clown-faced facade of the 24/7 Happy Choice Emporium, where he could buy drugs, booze, sex or pron, just by scanning the chip in his hand. He looked over at Sarah. The baby was due on Tuesday, and she’d decided not to keep him after all. Ray knew the med tech at Happy Choice would abort him, then put 50 credits on Sarah’s chip for making the RightChoice. Ray was hoping the tech would hurry. They needed a fix.

  6. The next one is, too. But that picture takes you straight to the creepy zone. I hope Darleen finds a happy one next week. Something with baby animals maybe.

  7. I don’t know her sources, at all. Might be a writing site or something. I should try to make a character or have a series or something.

  9. Congresswoman Lena Dunham stared, perturbed, at the clown-faced facade of the new Congressional building, in what used to be the Hell’s Kitchen section of New York. After Queen Hillary had been elected in 2016 with 127% of the popular vote, things really changed. There was that vast right-wing conspiracy in the spring of 2016 resulting in the nuclear destruction of Washington DC, when, thank God, all the Democrats in office had been called out of town on emergency DNC business. At least all the crazies were either imprisoned or executed. But still, Lena thought, the clown was a bit disrespectful.

  11. I had a job once, where someone would write an opening paragraph, then pass it around and the participants (all messed up like me), would each add a paragraph. The results were always hilarious.

    You should start one about Hillary’s term in office. Or maybe her experiences in the retirement home. =)

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