A story of how the two friends from the daily prompts of Quarterstories begin their great adventure traversing through time and space.
We were at the steps of a fictional place called Mordecai Manner. A large ensemble of people who had contributed to helping law enforcement, advanced in the field of medicine, and looked out for the overall well-being of others had made up the majority of the invitation list.
"All rise," the judge said. "You may be seated, 'cept you two," he said, pointing at my friend and I. "Remain standing." I looked over at my friend, who hadn't moved past being asked to stand. "We really did it this time," I said.
A friend and I were leaving a restaurant just the other night when two beautiful young women walked towards the door as we did.
"Don't miss out on this amazing deal for a limited time only. Even if you're not at risk, why take the risk," the TV bellowed. "Get affordable security today."
A good friend and I were at Rocket Mountain the other day, a local theme park.
Long, long, long....long ago, A good friend, and myself, found ourselves in quite the pickle....
My good friend and I were digging a hole just the other day when he asked me, "You'd think we'd've reached china by now." "We've been digging an hour," I said. "But it seems like forever, man." I wiped the sweat from my brow. "Yeah, it is hot out here. Luckily we have the hose,"... Continue Reading →
A friend and I were planted inside the house, rain pelting the roof in a steady onslaught.