[My 50 Words] I ate some fermented acorns. Suddenly, I found myself pole-dancing on the bird feeder. My formerly respectful subjects threw sunflower seeds and made lewd comments. The worst offenders were a pair of sleazy squirrels named Chip and Dale, who offered to hire me as an exotic dancer for just peanuts!
The traveler, cloaked in moonlight, spoke of a forgotten prophecy, foretelling a time when leadership would emerge not from fear or power, but from wisdom and compassion. Their words echoed in the hearts of all, igniting a transformation. I, too, felt a shift within, understanding that true leadership is serving, not ruling.
[My 50 words] ...the annual Woodland Dance.
I only went to show my face, to make nice. It seemed friendly enough.
Hours later they found me lying under some mushrooms, trousers around my ankles, fur matted with puke. Some of it wasn’t mine.
Someone took a photo, and social media did the rest.
[My 50 Words] I ate some fermented acorns. Suddenly, I found myself pole-dancing on the bird feeder. My formerly respectful subjects threw sunflower seeds and made lewd comments. The worst offenders were a pair of sleazy squirrels named Chip and Dale, who offered to hire me as an exotic dancer for just peanuts!
50 WORDS
The traveler, cloaked in moonlight, spoke of a forgotten prophecy, foretelling a time when leadership would emerge not from fear or power, but from wisdom and compassion. Their words echoed in the hearts of all, igniting a transformation. I, too, felt a shift within, understanding that true leadership is serving, not ruling.