I couldn’t resist buying this T-Shirt: Bad Choices Make Good Stories!
I’ve written four very humorous autobiographical novels which didn’t say anything nearly as profound! I wore the T-Shirt to my outstanding writing group, called The WritingClass, of which I’ve been a member for ten years, and no one thought it as cute as me! Oh well, maybe some of you, my readers, will get it, and become inspired … to write and share on this web site a Short Story based on Bad Choices Make Good Stories!
- How do you know an old man in the dark?
- It isn’t hard!
I’d like your critique of the front cover of my first book Confessions of a Wanker, shown above Chapter 1 under Writings!
Also, I’d like your critique of Chapter One, positive or negative!
I don’t swear to the accuracy of these, but they are cleaver!
- There’s an old Hotel/Pub at Marble Arch, London, which used to be adjacent to a gallows. Prisoners were taken to the gallows (after a fair trial of course) to be hanged. The horse drawn dray, carrying the prisoner, was accompanied by an armed guard, who would stop the dray outside the pub and ask the prisoner if he would like “ONE LAST DRINK?”
If he said “YES.” It was referred to as “ONE FOR THE ROAD!”
If he declined, that prisoner was said to be “ON THE WAGON!”
- They used to use urine to tan animal skins! So families used to all pee in a pot and once a day, it was sold to the local tannery. If you had to do this to survive you were “PISS POOR!” However, if your family couldn’t even afford a pot, it was said you were the lowest of the low, and didn’t even “HAVE A POT TO PISS IN!”