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Friday Fiction #50 – How Time Flies

According to my records, this is my fiftieth foray into the Friday Fictioneers. My records may be wrong, but I’m going with them and celebrating anyway. It’s also NaNoWriMo, so I’ve sneakily written this on Wednesday in advance, although it’ll post automatically on Friday morning, because I’m picky like that!

Rochelle is now our leader, and this photo comes from Ted. Thanks to both for the inspiration. As ever, critique and comments are the food that fuels this writer; please leave them below.

How Time Flies

“Time flies when you’re having fun,” my old man used to say; “Toys fly then you’re having fun,” is my catchphrase. I guess it’s a bad pun, so bad most people don’t even get it. They just stare when I shout it at fairs.

They buy the toys, though, and that’s all I really care about. One in every household in America. That’s my dream. Of course, sometimes they buy more than one, but one is all I need. One little, flying bug toy in every house on every street of every state.

That’s when the fun will really start.

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