But My Poor Old Feet #100WCGU – week 153

Posted on 25th May 2015 in 100WCGU

#100WCGUWearily he answered the phone hoping it wasn’t another job.

‘Sixteen people across town, Cyril.’ Came the gruff order from his boss, no please, thank you or if you can. Just an order barked out with the expectation that it would be fulfilled.

He went to the pick-up point, collected his passengers and skilfully transported them; navigating muddy roads, leafy twig-ridden forest paths and slippery moss-covered stones.

Once back home again Cyril the centipede eased himself into comfy position, undid 100 sets of laces and began to nod off when suddenly the phone rang… ‘but my poor old feet…’ he cried.footprints

 

 

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2 Comments

  • Reply Mr. Frederickson 27th May 2015 at 9:25 pm

    I love the element of surprise in your writing! I have often thought about tying all those shoes…

  • Reply Let's CUT the Crap! 1st June 2015 at 2:45 pm

    Love all those poor aching feet! 😛 😛 Nice surprise.

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