Friday, January 22, 2010

F-F-F #18

Friday Flash Fiction will go through the fire to find the perfect starter sentence...

...but you voted instead, and thus, saving a horse's oysters.

David says, "As the sixth shot of whisky burnt its way down, I suddenly remembered what I left the house for."

Sounds simple enough, but if you've done this before, you know better. You know the deal, if you are in, please say so. Have it done by Tuesday @9 AM Pacific, January 26th, all right?