Been away, from my laptop, much stuff going on at home, so it’s been tricky to get involved but great to see Rochelle still holding the fort, and all the Fictioneers participating to the max. So I’ll have a look, and put Bagpuss’ thinking cap on.
On My Marks…
Get Set…
GO!!!
Boris, trying to tap into the pineapple market; no licence, no papers.
The police had come and spoken to him at length as he was unloading the fruit from the boot of the little blue car
“What Pineapples?”
“I will not be selling Pineapples”
“No, I have never sold nor have I ever attempted to sell Pineapples”
“Sometimes it is the right thing to do to swap pineapples for coins”
“I am deeply humbled you compare me to the great pineapple sellers of old”
“Lessons have been learnt”
The police left, scratching their heads.
“Fucking idiots” mumbled Boris, sneering back at them.
There we are 100 words about a man definitely not selling pineapples in plain sight, and definitely nothing to do with our wretched leader.
The Count Of North Clifton 
I must remember this marvellous barter system.😊
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haha! Confounding is always worth a try. Happy the MC was successful.
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I like the idea of swapping pineapples for coins rather than selling them.
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A Boris by name, a Boris by nature.
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A lil trickster Boris is. Eeek!!!
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Boris for president. 🙂
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Dear Shrawley,
Phew! for a minute there I was afraid Boris was going to sell pineapples.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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I love the authentic voice of a good liar!
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I am baffled, not. 🙂
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What a smooth talker :). Good to have you back with us!
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Boris should go far. He has his lines down pat. What a shame some of the world’s leaders share his skills. Great story.
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