Hot and bothered in Akayaka is probably not the best way to wait for inspiration to strike, but thats how I am, where I am and what I’m waiting for in this weeks edition of FF hosted by the legendary  Rochelle, the photograph I’ve got to pick apart to formulate some sort of tale is provided by Jennifer Pendergast; I’m seeing Geese, so lets see what happens.

On My Marks…

Get Set…

GO!!!

The straw that broke the Goose’s clavicle for the Wing-Men, was the emergence of interspecial Avian internet dating, the Geese weren’t effective communicators, having barely mastered their own Crude Honking nonsense, let alone Quackety-Duck or Chirpedy-Sparrow.

The Final Flame to the nest was the emergence of AI aided interspecies Avian internet dating. Suddenly there was no need for any sort of wing-man or otherwise, the desire for someone to look stupid on a date to make the dater seem even more attractive, was gone, a distant memory.

So in the Cherrup of a Wren, the Oafish Honking Wing-men marched towards Honkington.

Here we are, a hundred words on the Beak, a cautionary tale about not much really, I’m sure theres a metaphor there somewhere isa you look hard enough. Enjoy