flawnt » new year http://flawntpress.com/blog "We're on Earth to fart around; and don't let anybody tell you any different." - Kurt Vonnegut Thu, 02 Sep 2010 21:31:23 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 Copyright © flawnt 2010 himself@flawnt.me (Finnegan Flawnt) himself@flawnt.me (Finnegan Flawnt) Stories 1440 http://www.flawntpress.com/images/flawntsmall.jpg flawnt » new year http://flawntpress.com/blog 144 144 Free Flash Fiction by Flawnt "We're on Earth to fart around; and don't let anybody tell you any different." - Kurt Vonnegut Flawnt, Story, Writing, Reading, Literature, Flash, Fiction Finnegan Flawnt Finnegan Flawnt himself@flawnt.me no no A Good Day For Small Crashes http://flawntpress.com/blog/2010/01/02/a-good-day-for-small-crashes/ http://flawntpress.com/blog/2010/01/02/a-good-day-for-small-crashes/#comments Sat, 02 Jan 2010 10:22:22 +0000 flawnt http://flawntpress.com/blog/?p=1985

The couple and their child carefully drive through the snow, aware of the slippery road,  a black a red and a blue robin in a rolling cage. The streets are full of people exchanging presents after the holidays, gifts wanted and unwanted, surprises welcome and unwelcome.

When they come to a traffic light they wait until it’s gone red for the pedestrians and the husband waves a woman through, who is in a hurry, giving her his broadest smile. Simultaneously, his wife opens her window and croaks: Dolt! Idiot! Retard! Do you wanna die? Moron!

The child in the back, safely strapped into its egg-shaped seat, frowns. Come on, her father chirps, that was funny.

]]> http://flawntpress.com/blog/2010/01/02/a-good-day-for-small-crashes/feed/ 6 0:58 The couple and their child carefully drive through the snow, aware of the slippery road,  a black a red and a blue robin in a ... The couple and their child carefully drive through the snow, aware of the slippery road,  a black a red and a blue robin in a rolling cage. The streets are full of people exchanging presents after the holidays, gifts wanted and unwanted, surprises welcome and unwelcome. When they come to a traffic light they wait until it's gone red for the pedestrians and the husband waves a woman through, who is in a hurry, giving her his broadest smile. Simultaneously, his wife opens her window and croaks: Dolt! Idiot! Retard! Do you wanna die? Moron! The child in the back, safely strapped into its egg-shaped seat, frowns. Come on, her father chirps, that was funny. storiesFromtheEdge Finnegan Flawnt no no