My First 100-Word Story *blushes*

Mr Gawddamnit is a 100-word story or a drabble by Yordie Sands

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Uncle Bill told us we were going to stop at Mr. Gawddamnit’s house so he’d open the gate.

Cousin Michael asked, “who is Mr. Gawddamnit?”

Aunt Annie explained, “When Mr. Gawddamnit was a boy he got hit in the head with an axe. He lived but afterward the first word he said was ‘gawddamnit.’ And he never stopped.”

Uncle Bill said, don’t annoyed him because he’s crazy.

We arrived at Mr. Gawddamnit’s gate. He said, “Gawddamnit hey Mr. Bill!” and “Gawddamnit got that gate!”

We drove through and the man looked at us. He said, “Gawddamnit Miss Annie… pretty kids!”

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((I’ll checkout Mr. Crap’s podcasting for info about how I can record this in voice.))

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About Yordie

I'm an avatar in Second Life where I star as the heroine of a virtual fantasy life. In the real world, I'm writing my debut sci-fi novel.
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11 Responses to My First 100-Word Story *blushes*

  1. Lisa Lorraine Bowen says:

    That was good Yordie!!!

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  2. Great job!!!! :)))

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  3. Yordie Sands says:

    thanks Lisa & Lizzie… it’s actually a story from my childhood. hehe

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  4. Gawddamnit that’s a funny story!

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    • Yordie Sands says:

      I was like 10 or so, and we had a hideaway in the Everglades. Mr Gawddamnit was like the gate keeper. And he was pretty crazy. Our family helped look after him.

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      • Oh gawd, The Everglades. Say no more!

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        • Yordie Sands says:

          It’s not how you picture it I think. There’s some beautiful land adjacent to the everglades, at least there used to be.

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          • I once saw mullets (fish) leaping in the air to try to avoid being eaten by dolphin who were leaping in the air to try to catch them down there. It was one of the most incredible sights I’ve ever seen!

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          • Yordie Sands says:

            I’m sorry to say, my family were hunters and our trips to the hideaway was usually to hunt quail, ducks and even deer. We had a swamp buggy and I loved the vast beauty (when the mosquitos weren’t nearby).

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          • You know, I think as a cultural zeitgeist, we just do different things at different times in our unfolding understanding.

            Did you see An Inconvenient Truth ? I thought the part where Gore talks about his family’s tobacco farming history… and then his sister’s cancer… was a really nice section… they probably weren’t “evil” before… but in the fullness of time they came to a more complex understanding of the wider system they were part of.

            We have slavery and bullfighting and all kinds of crazy things in our history… perhaps it’s more useful to try to build a more inclusive and diverse present than to fret over the past “imperfections” of people who lived in the consciousness of another time.

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          • Yordie Sands says:

            I guess I said ‘sadly’ because your image reflected on the wonder of nature (the very word ‘dolphin’ just fills my mind with wonder).

            and i was reflecting on our hunting for sport, really. my mom gave me her 410 shotgun and I hunted quail. I’d hunt them, defeather them, gut them, cook’em and eat’em. I couldn’t do that today, yet, i eat chicken and if someone served them, i’d eat quail.

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