For today’s self reblog I ask you to read a short story that’s only 30 words long. Thirty words! This is where we separate my true friends from the hanger-oners. What about it? Do you have the intestinal fortitude to read 30 words? I didn’t think so.
by Tom B. Taker
“By the Whiskers, we will be victorious,” CrookedTail hissed.
The assembled warriors cheered.
“Now go lick yourselves and rest up. We leave after Fourth Nap. Those dogs are gonna pay!”
This post is part of the BlogShorts challenge. June 2011 – 30 stories – 30 words – 30 days.