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Tiki Moon #322

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"He's right, Jake," Nick said, still smiling. He pulled his hand from behind his back to reveal a walkie-talkie.

"Go ahead and shoot, Jake. But if I don't get back to the person on the other end of this contraption within fifteen minutes Scarlett will be taking a permanent dirt nap."

I so wanted to pull the trigger but couldn't. I didn't think Nick was bluffing.

"You don't hold the cards here, Jake. Drop your gun. Now!" Nick screamed.

All my hopes for saving myself and Scarlett hit the ground along with my pistol.

"Very good," Nick said, grinning...

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    Neville Hunt 12 months ago

    Haven't heard of a permanent dirt nap until now... and I like it!

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    Christopher 12 months ago

    Thanks. Dirt nap is an old saying. Not sure if it's from the Wild West days or if it's a mob saying.

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    Neville Hunt 12 months ago

    It might crop up somewhere in my stuff from now on!

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    Christopher 12 months ago

    Haha. Go for it!

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    Neville Hunt 12 months ago

    That is incredible Christopher... without seeing the above comment of yours, I had myself seconds before encouraged you to ‘go for it!’ On your proposed goth band vampire story. That’s a bit psychic!

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    Christopher 12 months ago

    It's a Drablr wavelength. Just ride it!

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    Christopher 12 months ago

    (That is strange, though)

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    Drew Martyn 12 months ago

    I love the effortless way you've turned the tables in this one Christopher :)

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    Christopher 12 months ago

    Thanks, Drew. This is a completely different ending than the one I had planned all along but I like this one much better.

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