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A Thursday Prompt story
© 2023 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: When will a joke slide?
Special condition: 365 words
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“Ta-da!” the Argentine maned wolf said, pulling away the last of the tarpaulin that concealed the sculpture. “What do you think?” he asked the male gazelle. He had invited the gazelle to his studio for a “sneak peek” at his design for a new art installation in the city’s central park.
The gazelle tugged at the hem of his t-shirt as he walked around the artwork. “Um . . . okay.”
“Nice, eh? The working title is A Joke, and part of the installation will be to have the public choose their own name for it,” the sculptor said enthusiastically.
“I see,” the gazelle said. The artwork was in two parts, separated by a short length of track. The mobile piece was cylindrical, the stationary part was toroidal. The cylinder was a deep red and the toroid was colored an almost flamingo pink. Both were made of structural-grade steel.
“You know what it looks like,” the gazelle said.
“Of course.”
“Why are you calling it A Joke, then?”
“It’s a pointed satire of society that insists on a strict moral code while inundating people with immorality throughout all aspects of that society,” the maned wolf replied.
“And the local League of Decency?”
The wolf waved this away with a dismissive flip of a paw. “That bunch? Half of them are likely pornographers, while the other half are probably in the closet,” and despite himself the gazelle chuckled along with the artist. “Besides, I had them all come to my studio to look at it before I painted it.”
The gazelle gaped at him. “You did?”
“Absolutely! I explained that it signified the industriousness of the people in this fair city, and – “
“And they bought it?” They both laughed. “It does look somewhat like a piston.”
“Yes, that was on purpose.” The maned wolf tapped a long finger against the side of his snout. “The bearings are designed that it’ll move back and forth in a strong breeze after I have it installed.”
The gazelle asked, “So, when will A Joke slide?”
The sculptor grinned and showed the gazelle a one gallon bucket and a brush. “Simple. We have to lube it up, of course.”
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end
A Thursday Prompt story
© 2023 by Walter Reimer
Prompt: When will a joke slide?
Special condition: 365 words
______________________________________________
“Ta-da!” the Argentine maned wolf said, pulling away the last of the tarpaulin that concealed the sculpture. “What do you think?” he asked the male gazelle. He had invited the gazelle to his studio for a “sneak peek” at his design for a new art installation in the city’s central park.
The gazelle tugged at the hem of his t-shirt as he walked around the artwork. “Um . . . okay.”
“Nice, eh? The working title is A Joke, and part of the installation will be to have the public choose their own name for it,” the sculptor said enthusiastically.
“I see,” the gazelle said. The artwork was in two parts, separated by a short length of track. The mobile piece was cylindrical, the stationary part was toroidal. The cylinder was a deep red and the toroid was colored an almost flamingo pink. Both were made of structural-grade steel.
“You know what it looks like,” the gazelle said.
“Of course.”
“Why are you calling it A Joke, then?”
“It’s a pointed satire of society that insists on a strict moral code while inundating people with immorality throughout all aspects of that society,” the maned wolf replied.
“And the local League of Decency?”
The wolf waved this away with a dismissive flip of a paw. “That bunch? Half of them are likely pornographers, while the other half are probably in the closet,” and despite himself the gazelle chuckled along with the artist. “Besides, I had them all come to my studio to look at it before I painted it.”
The gazelle gaped at him. “You did?”
“Absolutely! I explained that it signified the industriousness of the people in this fair city, and – “
“And they bought it?” They both laughed. “It does look somewhat like a piston.”
“Yes, that was on purpose.” The maned wolf tapped a long finger against the side of his snout. “The bearings are designed that it’ll move back and forth in a strong breeze after I have it installed.”
The gazelle asked, “So, when will A Joke slide?”
The sculptor grinned and showed the gazelle a one gallon bucket and a brush. “Simple. We have to lube it up, of course.”
______________________________________________
end
Category Story / General Furry Art
Species Maned Wolf
Size 120 x 92px
File Size 33.8 kB
Listed in Folders
Halfway through the description of the slide I knew exactly where you were taking this. Still made me smile the whole way through.
The last line in particular was great. If it'd brought together either the prompt or the joke, it would've been enough. Doing both at once takes some serious chops (and a very... unique mind). Brilliant work, as always ^^
The last line in particular was great. If it'd brought together either the prompt or the joke, it would've been enough. Doing both at once takes some serious chops (and a very... unique mind). Brilliant work, as always ^^
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