Vic-k and a three word story

saucily amongst Flagelletta’s

impressive décolletage, meandering

hither and thither

as whim dictated

.
Flagelletta whipped Whim

, with eviscerating tongue-lashings

to sensitive areas

best left unlashed

or, indeed, tongued.

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"Eww! That’s just

obnoxious!" declared Whim

Per Noodle. Lost

in space, Vic-k

pondered galactic imponderables

; toyed with abstractions

while absently scratching

the surface of

nothing. Mentally he

honed his witticisms

, polished his whimsy