An accident.
The couple ended up in the
Thames.
They were rescued.
He lived.
She died.
Few details are known.
Did she wear a life jacket?
Will he have survivors
guilt?
Live with losing his future
love?
The lady's family will be
inconsolable.
All will ask why did this
happen?
All will say:
Don't ever let it happen
again.
Crakr Time
I wanted to try the new Cheltenham
GCHQ puzzle.
It was sent out in an Xmas
card.
I saw it on free Facefuk on
my mobile.
Like all free things, it's
crap.
You can't view the photos on
it.
I turned on my computer to
have a go.
A critical update stopped
me.
I patiently waited an hour
for it to run.
When I tried to go online it
wouldn't.
I trouble-shooted the issue.
Was it the update corrupting
Google Chrome?
Cos Chrome won't work.
Or is it the router being
slow?
If so, why does my phone
work?
I don't want to uninstall
Chrome.
So I'll try a System
Restore.
Will it work?
I only wanted to do the GCHQ
puzzle.
Pass that and get a spy job.
Maybe they're testing my tek
skills?
Seeing how I do.
Then employ me as a tek
wizard.
How cool that would be.
In the meantime I must wait.
Sister Act
With a sister like mine
I don't need enemies
like you who hates me.
I'll give you my sister
as an Xmas gift.
On permanent loan.
See how you feel
with her moods and
anger turning you blue.
As I do you baby.
We can dance naked to 80s
music.
Then pause the clock and
make love.
There is no tomorrow.
If I could spirit you back
in time, I would.
Fuck you when I was 13.
Be my first.
Do the same when I was your
age.
And each and every year
before and after.
Your long black hair is a
gothic river.
When it's untied, your
fucking awesome.
We know nothing else except
one another.
Shyness is banished, for
good.
As are inhibitions.
Next time, bring your
sister.
We can all come together.
Happy birthday ladies.
And Merry Xmas too.
Commercial Venture
The small business premises
was situated on the city outskirts.
It was both ideally located
and a great building.
A roller shutter door gave
good security.
The alarm system was linked
to the police station.
Nightlights illuminated the
scene.
We could ask for nothing
more.
Our time here was limited
but we got to work.
That involved mixing
chemicals together to make new ones.
Health and Safety rules were
strictly followed.
We wanted no accidents or
injuries.
Soon we would be ready for
the event.
My comrade bought three well
maintained vans.
I helped him prep them to
look like ambulances.
It took two days and we had
to be sure it was right.
Not what we were doing or
our cause.
Those stages were passed
months ago.
The operation.
It needed to be perfect.
And it would be in every
way.
For we were suicide bombers
with ambulance bombs.
We would take thousands of
lives and bring down skyscrapers.
An illusion of trust and life
saving being our mortal guide.
Soon we will meet Allah.
Till then we must be
vigilant and efficient in all ways.
Soon now...
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