Everything is upside down and backwards.
Lies are truth, facts are fake, and down is up.
Wrong is right, guilty is innocent, and bad is good.
Friends are enemies and enemies are friends.
Reality is surreal; topsy-turvy.
Written for the In Other Words prompt from Patricia’s Place. The challenge this week is to write a story or poem of five lines or fewer using the picture above and/or the word “topsy-turvy.” Photo credit: Garak01 from Pixabay.
Robert had his camera ready to take a picture of his daughter, Meagan, and her date, Harry. “Daddy, whatever you do, please don’t embarrass me in front of my friends,” Meagan pleaded.
“You’re friends?” Robert said. “I thought it was going to be just you and Harry. You know it’s a long standing tradition to take a prom photo of a daughter and her prom date, not her whole coterie.”
“But Daddy, these are my best peeps,” Meagan said. “I can’t risk offending any of them by not including them in my prom pictures. That would be mega-eerie.”
“Well, I suppose I can take separate pictures of you and Harry, Kate and William, and Charles and Camilla,” Robert said. “And then one of your whole group. Will that work for you, sweetie?”
“Oh yes, Daddy, that would be fleek,” Meagan squealed.
Robert looked over at his wife and said, “Life with a teenage daughter certainly can be stimulating.”
Written for these one-word prompts: Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (camera), Nova’s Daily Random Word (date), Your Daily Word Prompt (tradition), Ragtag Daily Prompt (coterie), Scotts Daily Prompt (risk), Weekly Prompts (eerie), and Word of the Day Challenge (stimulating).
So Nova, at My Namaste 365 Online, found this thing on Facebook where there are games you can play “with friends.” Then she wrote,” I thought I’d write up some interesting questions and see if my friends would like to play? I’m hoping so anyway.”
She then tagged ten of us “friends” to pose her questions to. So here are her questions.
Finish the Thought:
- Those words I couldn’t say… It’s my fault.
- It’s quite simple really… Turn it off and then turn it back on again.
- Sometimes I forget… to stop and smell the roses.
- I can sum that up easily… In the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make.
- A famous person born on my birthday is… Hayley Mills
- Job? Paperboy
- Thought in the morning? Gotta pee
- Car? 1961 Corvair Monza
- Decision you made as an adult? I have no idea
- Concert? Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons
This or That?
- Hamburger or hot dog? Cheeseburger cheeseburger; Coke no Pepsi.
- Mountains or beach? Either/both
- Electric or standard tooth brush? Standard
- Call or text conversations? Text
- City life or country life? City
Would You Rather?
- WOULD YOU RATHER BECOME A CREATIVE PERSON OR A TECHNICAL PERSON? At my age I’m not “becoming” anything. I am what I am, which is not really a technical person (anymore).
- WOULD YOU RATHER BRUSH YOUR TEETH WITH HOT SAUCE OR WITH RANCH DRESSING? Eww, neither.
- WOULD YOU RATHER HAVE TWO PERMANENT LAZY EYES OR ALWAYS GET NOSE BLEEDS AT EXTREMELY EMBARRASSING MOMENTS? “Are you looking at me?” I guess, lazy eyes. But maybe not. I rarely get extremely embarrassed, you know.
- WOULD YOU RATHER EAT PIZZA EVERY DAY OR NEVER BE ABLE TO EAT PIZZA AGAIN? Pizza every day, for sure.
- WOULD YOU RATHER ALWAYS GET STUCK IN TRAFFIC OR ALWAYS HAVE A REALLY SLOW INTERNET CONNECTION? Since I hardly ever drive anymore, I’ll go with stuck in traffic. No one has time for a slow internet connection.
Okay, friends. Your turn.
“Randy,” his mother said, “turn the phone on its side. If you take the picture in landscape mode, you can fit more into the frame.”
“Ma, this is my phone and I want to take the picture my way,” Randy said. “I know that you’re a professional photographer, but I just want to take a snapshot that I can post on Instagram, not to create a work of art.”
“But don’t you want to impress your friends back home with all the photocomposition skills that I taught you?” Randy’s mother asked.
“Ma, don’t you know my friends by now?”
Written for Bikurgurl’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt. Photo credit: Sebastien Gabriel.
“Why did you have to humiliate me like that?” Sharon, tears streaming down her cheeks, asked her husband.
“I’m sorry, Babe,” Tony said. “I wasn’t thinking.”
“All of our friends were there,” Sharon said. “Plus people from your office that I’d never met before.”
“What can I do to make it up to you, Babe?” Tony asked.
“The damage is done. How am I supposed to show my face around here anymore?”
“Oh, don’t worry, Babe,” Tony said, trying to reassure his distraught wife. “In a few days no one will even remember, much less care.”
“That’s easy for you to say,” Sharon said.
“Honestly,” Tony said, “no one thinks any less of you.”
“Just promise me you’ll never again tell anyone that story about how I made a little girl throw up in the elevator when I let out that stinky fart.”
“I promise, Babe,” Tony said. “But it was rather deadly.”
Written for today’s Just Jot It January prompt from Linda G. Hill. Today’s word was contributed by Jim Adams at his blog, A Unique Title for Me.