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Rock, Stick, and Loves: "where's your stick? *Brings rock.. loves rock

"where's your stick? *Brings rock.. loves rock

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Being Alone, Beautiful, and Future: writing-prompt-s In a world where puns are illegal, one man rises up in opposition wpsstories "Sir, I was looking for you, Howard said, staring at the back of the chief's neck. "We staring down ata manila folder in his hands He was an intimidating man, even despite his enlarged belly and the countless wrinkles spiraling down his face, neck, and everywhere else. Tall, maybe 6'2", and still quite muscular -especially for a 63-year-old that refused to retire. He was bald now, but he'd had thick, the department over a decade ago. Even after all that time, he still felt as if he were a child talking to an adult whenever he was around the chief. "Him? Who is him?" Chief said. not looking up from the manila folder. "Him, Howard said, nodding toward the folder. "We got him." "Him? Al? You got Al?" Chief said, glancing up from the folder then slowly closing the cover. A large, red his hand. "CONFIDENTIAL was stamped across its front "We did. he was outside an arboretum. We caught him red handed. No. red lipped. Red worded? We caught him the act is what I'm trying to say "The fuck is an arboretum?" "Sir, it's a garden with a large collection of trees instead of flowers. Kind of like made, Howard said. "It's basically a forest "Where is there an arboretum in New York?" "Central Park. Does it matter? We got him." "Where is he?" Chief said, glancing around the room. The veins on his neck, visible through s wrinkled, dried skin, popped out slightly as swiveled "He's in the interrogation room." Howard nodded toward the big, metal door on his left "How do you know you got the right guy?" Chief asked, "He was standing outside of the arboretum tellin tree" Howard paused. "You know, bark: like a tree has." "My god" said Chief, lowering the folder down f his left leg to the side That-that wasn't all" Howard said, stuttering slightly. "WhenI approached him, he told me to leaf him alone. Not leave. but leaf. To leaf him alone" Chief slowly walked to the wooden table in the corner of the room and lowered the manila folder onto the top of it. He placed both palms down and sighed real sicko on our hands, Howard "We You did good oetting him off the street, Has he confessed vet? "No, sir. We sent Chuck in earlier. He came out in tears, an absolute wreck. He didn't even he wouldn't stop punning, that Al told him to spruce up the place. Said that it would help us branch out creatively. Chuck tried to play it off, tried to be the tough quy, but Al just didn't let up." Howard turned his head toward the metal door to his left. "Chuck told me Al claimed he had an idea for an escape that he maple off it was a pun." Howard exhaled deeply and stared up at the ceiling. "He said Al called all of ue car and that he wooden be surprised if he just walked out the front door, Wooden, Like wouldn't. , Cel sald, Iting his down on top of the manila folder. "God damn this monster. I'm going to go in," he said "Chief" Howard pleaded, his voice higher than he had intended it "No, I have to do this. I can't send any more of n in. I need to be the one to face this Howard nodded and took a step back so that the door was clear, Chief slowly unbuttoned his sport coat, revealing a leather holster Glock now exposed, then re-fastened the top button on the jacket. "Turn the recorder on by the window, If it gets too much, please leave the room. I will recorder is running-we can't let him go this time Chief exhaled, brushing the side of his hand down the front of his jacket, then made his way toward the door, unlocking it and pulling it open before stepping inside. Howard walked around the wall to the one-way window, flipped on the old tape-deck recorder, and peered inside, "Al2" Chief said, sliding a chair out from the metal table in the middle of the room. "I'm Dave Johnson, Chief of Police. Do you know why you're in here?" Al glanced up at the chief, but seemed to be looking toward the corner of the room. "That Al said, pointing to a whiteboard in the back of the room. "over there. The chief turned around. "The whiteboard? What about it? "It's remarkable." Howard involuntarily smashed his fist down but the chief seemed not to notice Al's pun. "Nothing remarkable about it." "The whiteboard, Al repeated, "it's remarkable, Re-markable." The chief squinted slightly, as if he were in pain. "Seems unremarkable to me. Now please answer the question. Do you know why you're here?" is it because of the Al sighed. "Let twe pieces of etring Late?" pieces "What?" said the chief. "The string, I ate two pieces of string. I shit you not. Chief's face became visibly tense, a reddish are here for your puns. Al You've been on the pun, Chief stopped, his eyes wide. "Run. You've been on the run for a long time, but we got you. And we have you recorded making these puns." Al stared down at the metal table and his eyes closed. "I know," he said "So you admit it?" mYou think Llike making puns? You think I like breaking the law?" "If you don't like it, then why do you do it?" Al slowly lifted his head back up toward the chief. "A long time ago, I was kidnapped and brutally tortured My life was threatened and L brought to the brink of death. Do you know what that's like? Six men accosted me, beat me and chained me to a tree as I walked home. They said they'd tell me ten puns to dictate my future. If I survived, then I was free to go. They told me no one had ever lived through them, they assured straight in my eyes and pulled the chain e. tighter to keep me from squirming. Then they began. Each pun was said with hate, each one was meant to kill me. Yet in the end, no pun in ten did. The chief's eyes rolled back in his head, his torso slumping forward onto the table in front of him. He began convulsing, seizing hard enough to knock the chair out from under him, his body plummeting to the floor behind the the far right of the window, to hit the button and call for help, yet his limbs refused move His mind refused listen. The room turned black. Howard awoke to a uniformed man standing over him, one of the new recruits he'd not yet learned the name of. He was towering over Howard, velling for him to get up "Gone!" shouted the recruit. "Huh, Howard said, voice groggy and slow "He's gone, He took the tapes and he's gone." "Ch-chief Howard said, pulling himself up. His arms felt weak, as if he'd spent the past few hours lifting weights. "Where's the chief "He's okay, we've got him in the office. He's awake. You're both going to be fine." "Al Howard said, remembering the barrage of puns. "Where did he go?" "He's gone," said the recruit. "Where did he go?" Howard repeated, now shoutin "Gone, sir. He walked right out the front door." The recruit paused, but Howard could tell he wasn't yet done speaking. "We also have him is fakee the name we've been calling "What? Why? We had him here, he responded to Al. All the background checks matched his name "It's just, his name. Mr. O'Bye. Al O'Bye. A stinging pain shot through Howard's skull. Alibi. Why hadn't he seen it before; that was had been so elusive. They were tracking a ghost "Fuck me" Howard muttered, holding his left hand to his throbbing temple. He stared into the empty interrogation room. "Sir, that's not all" said the recruit. He picked up a folded piece of paper from table and handed it to Howard. "He-well-he left you a note Ho ward Stared at the paper. Detective, tread itter ront He flipped it open "You ask me why I do what I do, what makes me who I am, Yet you don't even know . Pemaps I'm simply he unaprci world after suffering through long hours because I kneaded the dough. Maybe I'm a forlorn banker, doing this because I've finally lost interest. Or maybe l'm just a backwards poet, writing inverse and making no sense. Yet, in the end, you're not much different than I. You stay up all night and day, searching for wondering wh that never comes. Only when I stayed out too late waiting for that sun to rise, it dawned on me. It's been my pleasure meeting you, perhaps will see you around. Sincerely Mae B, Layter Howard lowered the note, a warm sensation running down his face as if an insect were crawling on the flesh above his lip. He placed his left hand beneath his nose, rubbed it, and then glanced down at his fingers. They were his n blood. Darkness again drowned out well-i-think-youre-beautiful Omq this is the greatest. As a pun enthusiast the greatest thing I have ever read this Source: writing-prompt-s
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