Fist bump? high five?
Paper hugs rock, awkward
Nobody wins
About the Creator
Addison M
Artist & writer, although those may be potent terms for what I concoct. A spirited creator may be more apt. Spreading my particular brand of asinine insanity to the masses.
A Love Forboding
The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi4 days ago in Fiction
Comments (7)
Clever to link the rules of a game to the humour in misreading the moment
Or worse ELBOW BUMP 😂
Lol, done this many times! Good one!
Love this but I hate that feeling 🤣🤣
been there
Omg I been through this!
Scissors ✂️ 😉📝✌️