Ub 801

G'Day Rico :byebye:
 
Hi Rapture :ciao:

Hi Bluefly :ciao:I wrote a short story :)


The Half-full Glass


Ricorico sits silently,

scanning the desk where he had just left the seven secret squirryl seeds in a glass of water.

All seven seeds had started to germinate and had strong root tails sticking out of the side of the seed.

He had left them there, at the bottom of the glass, to prepare the soil after washing out seven seed-starter pots.

He had mixed seedling soil and perlite 2:1, along with sheep-wool pellets and seaweed solids and liquid (alg-a-mic),

some atazyme, Epsom salts and water to a nice consistency,

not dripping but soggy wet. He filled the pots with this mixture.

Upstairs again,

panic...where are they? :yikes:

Fleeting images of Mrs Rico downstairs, The bottle...

his mind is blank, the obvious reality too difficult to grasp.

He must have left the glass in another room... :scratchinghead:...

After an extensive retrailing of his recent tracks,

he despondently asks mrs Rico,

"Where did you get the glass from?"

"From your desk, why?"

Beads of sweat glisten rhythmically in the sharp shards of setting sunlight,

as they slice through the sheet-glass window,

illuminating one side of his shocked expression,

violently exposing the rush of adrenalin and despair coursing through his veins.

His mouth opens,

but no words could express this present, wretched state.

So nothing but a small drip of bitter saliva comes out.



"What? ....Why are you staring at me? .....


.....There was only water in the glass......."


:angel:


"Do you want a drink of cola?" she asks,

innocently handing him the half-full glass...




:straightface:
 
Interesting story Ricorico, hopefully that isn't all. Please tell me she didn't....:oops:
 
Truly sad to hear :straightface:

I would be carefully removing the trap from the kitchen sink, there might be a chance that they sank to the bottom of the trap and are recoverable.

Gotta run. Dr's appointment. :ciao:

I'll catch up later
 
Get that U bend off immediately !

Edit: If not in the U bend, then I'd get my arm down the drain outside.

Now that would be a story !


That would be an ultimate rescue, but it was the bathroom upstairs.

The pipe goes straight down into oblivion...



Truly sad to hear :straightface:

I would be carefully removing the trap from the kitchen sink, there might be a chance that they sank to the bottom of the trap and are recoverable.

Gotta run. Dr's appointment. :ciao:

I'll catch up later


No chance, Bluefly, but thanks.

I have selected seven new seeds,

4 secret squirryls (including the one from last night)

DSCN8201.JPG


And my last three purchased Wappas

DSCN8207.JPG



Aww, poor babies. I'm so sorry, Rico.

And why, I do declare, Ricorico is a moderator.

Congratulations, Rico! :battingeyelashes:

Just remember, I :battingeyelashes: you before you got famous. :battingeyelashes:


Well spotted, Dres :battingeyelashes:
What a surprise :circle-of-love:


I'll never forget you :dreamy:


How could I? :battingeyelashes:
 
Thanks Canna :thumb:


Congrats on the promotion and sorry for your loss (for The Seeds and Yoda.)


Thank you Skippy :ciao: The seeds have been replaced and Yoda is in my heart. All is good :circle-of-love:
 
Congratulations on your moderator appointment, ?I missed that earlier :thumb:



I'm so very sorry for the loss of Squirryl's secret seven, :sorry: :rip::rip::rip::rip::rip::rip::rip:

The upside is you have immediate replacements.

It is for this very reason that I purchased a "Special" glass at a second hand store. It is a casino drink glass that has a logo on it

and doesn't look like any other glass that we have. Not to be touched when there is water in it, nor when it is in the cupboard

above the kitchen TV (nice and warm in there). So far no problems. :wood:



:cheer: :thumb: :high-five::headbanger::popcorn::xmas::goof::nomo::theband::party::green_heart::rofl::morenutes::420::passitleft:

Together we are gathered;

To give tribute to Squirryls' secret seven, not brought to life

I know not Squirryl well, he is so secretive, but his secret seven knew not strife

nor yellowing leaves

No nute overage

nor water shortage

(I think I'm going to get the dry heaves)

Yea, may they bring joy to those upstairs

And may all their stigmas have hairs

:amen:







Has anyone seen my imaginary dog? He was here just a minute ago.
 
Back
Top Bottom