PHOTO PROMPT © Jilly Funell
I think that my pouter pigeon would make a great presidential candidate. He couldn’t be worse than the one we have now.
He could be the bird brain who struts around on his tiny hands feet, with his chest puffed out, thinking that he was God’s gift to all females. He would be the unending source of incomprehensible tweets.
He’d constantly have Washington, and the world, all aflutter, and produce lots of unintelligible noise and great streams of bullshit guano. Dab a little cheese sauce on his head, and the average American MAGA voter would elect him in a second.
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a Prompt to write a complete 100 word story.