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SoCS — Pin

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“I’ll be damned if I’m going to let you pin that on me?” Hal said.

“Okay, Hal,” the detective said, “who, then, should I pin it on? The donkey?”

“Very funny, detective. Look, I ain’t no big time crime kingpin. I’m just small potatoes and I don’t care who you pin it on,” Hal said, “but I didn’t steal that lady’s pin. In fact, at the time that pin was allegedly stolen, I was down at the Ten Pin Bowling Alley with my buddies.”

“All right, Hal,” the detective said. “I’ll check out your alibi. In the meantime, sit here and stick a pin in it until I get back.”

“Wait detective,” Hal said. “Can you get me a safety pin? I seemed to have lost a button on my shirt sleeve.”

“I can’t give you anything sharp like a pin while you wait here by yourself,” the detective said. “Just roll up your sleeve. You’ll be fine.”

Written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt. This week we are asked to use the word “pin” in our responses.

Update: After I wrote this silly post, I remembered that I, like so many adolescent boys, had pinned this classic Farah Fawcett poster on my wall above my bed.

#WDYS — Mrs. Harvey

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Bob stopped dead in his tracks and his wife, Elaine, who was walking just a step behind him bounced off of Bob’s back. “What the hell, Bob?” she asked.

“That’s Mrs. Harvey. She was the vice principal at my high school,” Bob said. “And at our graduation, she got up and said that her most important bit of advice she wanted to give us was to always listen to our inner child.”

“You mean the woman in the poster on that wall was your high school’s vice principal?” Elaine asked. “You went to high school in Phoenix. We’re in Virginia. Are you positive that’s her?”

“Oh I’m sure,” Bob said. “I spent enough time sitting across the desk from her due to all of the times I was sent to the vice principal’s office.”

Written for Sadje’s What Do You See? prompt. Image credit: Tim Hüfner @ Unsplash