“So Billy… You say this Troll suddenly appears, shouting, “Who’s that trip-trapping across mah bridge?” then eats yer brither. How come Wee Billy didnae just turn and run?”
Goggle-eyed. Sweaty. Then, bleating inspiration: “There were two o’ them!”
Fairytaleshire. A policing hell. Plod hated it. Characters always changing their stories.
Thomas Malloch writes short stories mostly. Sometimes, he even gets published.
Brilliant.
That’s very generous of you, Eileen. Thank you.
Thomas
Humor in print and on line is rare these days. I admire your sense of it.
Appreciate the comment, Leo, especially as humour is difficult to write. At least it is in my experience.