Thursday, March 24, 2016

Smelling Like Flowers (FF)

FF- Friday Fictioneers
copyright: Ted Strutz

"Dude, I can't believe you booked us for two nights in the Trump Chiseler!"

"Why not, dude?" 

"It cost $450 a night, and it looks like it was hit by the comet that destroyed the dinosaurs."

"Well, yeah, a ceiling would have been nice."

"And a toilet in the middle of the room yet! Got no choice but to use it."

"Go ahead, dude; I'll start picking out the bedbugs."

"Hey, dude! Now I know why they charge so much for this lousy room.  The toilet was designed by Donald Trump himself."

"What do you mean?"

"I just took a poop and what do you know? My shit smells like flowers!"
  
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Sorry about the use of that four letter word here, but it was necessary for my take on the picture prompt above involving what one alleged presidential candidate erroneously thinks about himself. 

I promise I will never use the word "poop" again. Scout's honor.

You can check out whether the other Friday Fictioneers sank to my level of depravity or walked the straight and narrow in their responses to the picture prompt by clicking here.  Please enjoy, but by all means when you're finished don't forget to put the toilet seat down. 

24 comments:

  1. Oh man...really? Can we just Dump the Trump already... :)

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    1. We should flush him down his personally designed toilet into the netherworld of failure and obscurity. True human excrement.The flowers should hang their stems in shame.

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  2. Perry, you know I always sink to your level of depravity and, sometimes lower. However, I think Trump picking on Cruz's homely wife sets a new all-time low for depravity.

    And BTW, just for the record, my shit smells like lilacs.

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    1. Oh, I just knew it did, Russell. Would it be too much to ask you to send me some? That way I can save money on lilacs and be left with some damn good fertilizer.

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  3. Oh, Pery, Perry, Perry. This made me laugh out loud. I'm glad I'd just swallowed my coffee.

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    1. Thanks, Alicia. Hope we'll be laughing at loud at the demise of this bastard soon. You can drink now.

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    1. Just like a night in the Trump Chiseler. For him.

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  5. Better watch out, Perry. Mr. T is liable to send some of his campaign helpers to your place to make you an offer you can't refuse. He might also use influence, declare you Mexican, and try to strand you on the other side of the wall. Well done. :D --- Suzanne

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    1. If he's elected President, the other side of the wall is the place to be. Thanks, Suzanne!

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  6. I wouldn't mess with Donald Trump. Nope. Scary.

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    1. Yes, but you also don't tug on Superman's cape, but with the reviews he gotten, you can pull the big red "S" off if you want.

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  7. That's some funny poop right there. ;)

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  8. This is great. Very funny and very scary.

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    1. I didn't think it was that funny but it did scare the crap at me!

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  9. His shit don't stink! Right. Very funny, Perry. And so appropriate for your story.

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    1. And mine I can guarantee assuredly does.

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  10. I think you should be running Trump's campaign. Maybe then he'd finally go away somewhere he can wallow in his flowery poop and stay there forever. You can convince him to do that right? Don't let me down, Perry!

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    1. Yes, it's true I have complete dominance over him. Watch him submerge himself in poop any day now and never reappear. Don't even try to thank me.

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  11. so, you don't 'love' him as he loves all of us? ;)
    I liked you story.

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    1. I love him as he loves us all, which is not. Thanks.

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