Sunday 160 - Zombie Hangover

Alone and afraid 

as footsteps crept ever closer, 

she hoped they wouldn't find her. 

Then a voice grunted, 

"Zombie Walk was last Friday. 

You can stop hiding now.”

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I had so much fun clicking through the list of Zombie Walk participants, 

I just couldn't get out of the mood. I had to write another Zombiesque post. 

Happy October all.

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1. The Sunday 160 only uses EXACTLY 160 characters (including spaces).

2. Keep on schedule - post after 8:00 PM Pacific Time on Saturday.

3. Let me know you have posted via a comment on my site.

(Be sure to mention you have posted a 160. Provide a link if you can)

4. Visit at least one other Sunday 160 writer.

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Post Apocalypse 55

The long war had finally ended. 

Disease and violence 

had taken its toll 

through the entire apocalyptic event.

A new world of normalcy now prevailed. 

In a small recovering town, 

a bell jingled 

with the opening of a door 

as the bent shopkeeper slowly grunted, 

“Whut kin Ah git fur ya?” 

“Brains,” 

came the reply.

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This is a Flash Fiction Friday 55

hosted by Mr. Knowitall
in  combination with Zombie Walk

hosted by Ghost Hunting Theories.

For more 55's pay G-man a visit -

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For a list of Zombie Walk participants
check out the list below.
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If you think Micro Fictions are fun. 

Come join me for a Sunday 160.

A challenge using exactly 160 characters

in a story, poem or writing of your choice.

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Zombie Walk Participants

Ghost Hunting Theories
Above the Norm: Bizarre Arizona
Zombies Everywhere
Holly's Horrorland
Little Gothic Horrors
Anything Horror
Katy Bennett Horror Writer and Poet
Bubba's Place
Horror Smorgasbord
Gnostalgia
Monkey Man
Words and Music
Red Shoes Chronicles
The Wolf's Eyes
My Day in a Sentence
Pixie's Horror Galore
Strange State
The Misadventures of HalloweeNut
Halloween Blues
Kweeny Todd
The California Blogging Massacre
Horror Shock Lolipop
Vanessa Morgan
Improbable Frontiers
No Really, You Can Eat It
Art By Living Dead Girl Nicole
Two Gory Chicks
A Dust Bunny in the Wind
A Ghoul's Best Friend
Zombies Are Magic
Cherry Neko Saves the World
Tall Tales
At the Mansion of Madness
The Haunted Rose
The Rotting Zombie
Halloween Overkill
Out of the Shadows
Creepy Glow Keyhole Gallery
Creepy Glowbugg
Bifocal Univision
Haiku-Koo-Koo
Sherry Soule
Anchors and Roses
Paranormal Researchers Group
Whispering Pines History
Lovely Miss Megs
Sean Thomas Fisher's Blogwash
Rise and Fight
Stump Town Horror
LoliClown's Little Blog of Horror
Zombies Can't Love
Books and Beyond
The Grave Bandits
Screaming Goregasms
Lazy Daisy Life
Icky Monster
Pretty in Fiction
Ivy's Closet
Justine's Halloween
Annie Walls
Just Johnny

What The Hell Wednesday - Simon Says

 I suppose I shouldn't be so surprised to see the words "drunk" or "stoned" or "DUI" in the headlines of the stories I review for this weekly funfest. After all, if these people were in their right minds they probably wouldn't be featured in articles about stupid criminals now would they? Don't answer that...it's rhetorical.

Drunk Robber Faked Out By Clerk

PALM BAY, Fla. -- Authorities in Florida say a drunk woman who allegedly tried to rob a convenience store with a toy gun was tricked by a clerk who faked the arrival of police.

Palm Bay police said clerks at a Kangaroo Express store told them Wilnelia Caraballo, 19, was wearing a clear plastic mask and carrying an "Uzi-type" toy gun when she walked into the store at 5:51 a.m. Sunday and went behind the counter.

Police said one clerk, who had been stocking a cooler at the time, spotted Caraballo behind the counter and shouted "Palm Bay police, get on the ground!"

Investigators said Caraballo, who was intoxicated, complied with the instructions and a second clerk held her until officers arrived.

Caraballo was charged with attempted armed robbery and taken to the Brevard County Jail.

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I hardly see the need to comment on this story because it holds its own so well.  Intoxicated at 5:51 a.m. Wearing a clear plastic mask. Hits the dirt after a shout out by a store clerk who didn't even say "Simon Says". How dumb are we, Wilnelia? And what kind of a name is that? Your momma and daddy liked Willie Nelson so much they named you after him?

See what I mean? This just writes itself. Willienelsonia, wearing a clear mask so she won't be recognized and carrying a toy gun to be intimidating, gets her drunk self out smarted by a clerk who has the wherewithal to pretend to be the police.

First time robbing a convenience store, Wilnelsonmandelia?

Drink too much liquid courage before the heist? 

Not familiar with the rules to Simon Says?

Too stupid for words?

I'm thinking the latter, for sure.

One thing is certain and that is once Wilnelia realized she had been out witted by a convenience store clerk not to say convenience store clerks are dumb - I like my local convenience store clerk, he is a super nice guy I am sure she just mumbled "What the Hell?"

Sunday 160 - Superstition

The fastidious ritual 

would give him 

control over the destiny 

of his hated rivals 

and place victory 

in his hands. 

His wife thought 

face paint looked ridiculous.

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1. The Sunday 160 only uses EXACTLY 160 characters (including spaces).

2. Keep on schedule - post after 8:00 PM Pacific Time on Saturday.

3. Let me know you have posted via a comment on my site.

(Be sure to mention you have posted a 160. Provide a link if you can)

4. Visit at least one other Sunday 160 writer.

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55 - A Rose by any other name

Battered, bruised and browning 

they held on for dear life 

as the season was coming to an end. 

As petals fell to the ground 

the essence of their beauty 

was left in the sweet 

aromatic fragrance 

that trailed in the air. 

If you were to close your eyes, 

you could still picture the perfect bloom.

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This is a Flash Fiction Friday 55

hosted by Mr. Knowitall.

For more 55's pay him a visit -

Mr. Knowitall.
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Come join me for a Sunday 160.

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in a story, poem or writing of your choice.

What The Hell Wednesday - Desperate for Friendship

You may have remember my other WTHW about Facebook - Facebook Felony - and while there have been other similar stories I passed on, this one was just too good to pass up. Check out what the Facebook "friend" addiction did for this creepy crook.

Woman Receives "Friend" Request From Her Own Stolen Phone

A Greeley man accused of breaking into a woman’s home and stealing her cellphone was arrested after he began texting one of her friends with the phone and even sent her a friend request on Facebook. Police said they used the cellphone signal to help track him down.

Juan Gonzales Jr., 22,was arrested Wednesday and is being held at the Weld County Jail on second-degree burglary and felony theft charges after a woman reported that she found him standing over her bed at 3 a.m., according to police reports.

When the woman screamed, Gonzales reportedly grabbed her cellphone and ran out of the house in downtown Greeley. The woman’s roommate reported to police that she, too, was missing a cellphone, a laptop computer and some jewelry.

The victim said the man was wearing a gray shirt and red shorts. An hour later, a friend of the victim’s began receiving text messages from the victim’s phone.

As police located the phone using technology from a cell tower, the victim contacted police. She had received a friend request on Facebook from a man named Duce Gonzalez.

The victim confirmed the man who friended her on Facebook was the same one who stole her phone.

When police went to take Gonzales in to custody, he was wearing a gray sweatshirt and red shorts — the same thing the woman said she saw the intruder wearing the day he entered her home.

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Juan "Duce" Gonzales isn't just another dude addicted to increasing his "friends" numbers, he's just plain creepy. Found standing over the woman's bed at 3 a.m.!?! We all know what profilers say comes next, but I won't say it. I will just repeat...Creepy. Very, very creepy. Did I mention creepy? Or psychotic?

Duce didn't want to be called junior, eh? was also not very bright. Steal a cell phone and start friending the owner's friends on Facebook? and the owner? Duh! Woman sees you at the foot of her bed again creepy then you ask her to be your friend on Facebook? What were you thinking? Oh...right. Thinking isn't exactly something you do, is it Duce. Genius.

Apparently you also kept using the phone because the police just followed your signal and busted you in the same clothes you had on when you snuck into those poor girls' home. Perv. Creepy perv. Why didn't you just put a neon sign up on your roof that said "Creepy pervert who breaks into women's homes lives here." Well, no one ever said you were the sharpest knife in the drawer.

I can just imagine the look on your face when you were "ignored" by the people you had made friend requests of. I am sure you must have been so surprised by that fact you simply said, "What the Hell?"

Sunday 160 - Ho Ho No

Skulls, skeletons, monsters, 

vampires and werewolves 

frightened him not. 

But the laughing fat man 

in the red suit 

was too much. 

He ran screaming from the store.

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2. Keep on schedule - post after 8:00 PM Pacific Time on Saturday.

3. Let me know you have posted via a comment on my site.

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55 - Second Time Around

Reaching back into history, 

he fumbled around 

looking for a lost soul 

no one might remember. 

This one? 

No, too depressing. 

This one? 

Too sappy. 

Then, feeling around 

the bottom of a pile 

of mixed emotions, 

old hard feelings 

and bad humor, 

he found it. 

An old 55 he was sure no one would remember.

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I was so seriously considering going the lazy way and digging up an old 55 hoping no one would notice and you probably wouldn't that I drew from that inspiration to create this 55. However, I also couldn't resist this old number from two years ago. I hope you enjoy the replay.

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55 - In Fear

September 17, 2009

It permeated the room.

Curling and twisting

as if it had a mind of its own,

leaving nothing

but destruction in its wake.

Children ran screaming.

Adults cringed in fear

as nausea overtook them.

Alone, I stood before the beast.

“Please,” I pleaded.

“Stop feeding the dog table scraps.

You know it makes him fart.”

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This is a Flash Fiction Friday 55

hosted by Mr. Knowitall.

For more 55's pay him a visit -

Mr. Knowitall.
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If you think Micro Fictions are fun. 

Come join me for a Sunday 160.

A challenge using exactly 160 characters

in a story, poem or writing of your choice.

What The Hell Wednesday - Speed Dial-a-Date

Just like last week, we tromp off into the international world of crazies for our weekly What The Hell Wednesday. This one comes from Amsterdam. I wonder what got into this woman to do such a thing.

Woman Calls Ex-Boyfriend 65,000 Times

AMSTERDAM - Dutch prosecutors are charging a 42-year-old woman with stalking after she allegedly called her ex-boyfriend 65,000 times in the past year.

The 62-year-old victim from The Hague filed a police complaint in August due to the persistent phone calls. Police arrested the suspected stalker Monday, seizing several cell phones and computers from her home in Rotterdam.

Hague prosecution spokeswoman said Thursday the woman argued to judges at a preliminary hearing she had a relationship with the man and the number of calls she placed to him wasn't excessive. The man denied they had a relationship.

The court ordered her not to contact him again.

"The number of calls...to him wasn't excessive." That is a great quote. Here, let me work this out for our 42-year-old from The Hague. What kind of a name is that for a city? Hi, I'm from The Houston or The Philadelphia....oh, wait, we actually have a town in Oregon named The Dalles....forgive me, The Hague. Ms. Not-excessive called Mr. Irresistible 65,000 time in a year. That's 5,416.66666666...times per month, 178 times per day, 7 and a half times per hour or every 8 minutes. Not Excessive? Does she work for a bill collecting company? Not that I would know from experience.Did she sleep? Eat? Work? 

Boss: "Ms. Not-excessive, please don't use your cell phone during staff meetings."

Ms. Not-excessive: "Sokay, I am just ordering lunch."

Boss: "For the 8th time in an hour?"

I won't even mention that the guy is 62 ooops, I just did. Now I'm not saying 62 is old but it is twenty years older than she is. Don't you think you could excessively call someone closer to your own age, Ms. Not-excessive? She is quite a piece of work. He even denies "having a relationship" with her. Well, he did have a relationship. He was the stalkee. 

I bet you can just imagine what Mr. Irresistible said as he answered his phone for the 64,999th time. Yup...he said "Wat in hemelsnaam?" (Translation - "What the Hell?")

Sunday 160 - Unending Love

Theirs was a relationship 

forged in the furnace 

of hot passion 

and deep seated love. 

Cast though experience 

and respect. 

A rock solid love 

we would see forever.

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1. The Sunday 160 only uses EXACTLY 160 characters (including spaces).

2. Keep on schedule - post after 8:00 PM Pacific Time on Saturday.

3. Let me know you have posted via a comment on my site.

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