I thought I’d broken her neck. Mistake. She was a tough old bird, her breasts large but her skin had seen better days. I raised the cleaver and brought the steel down on her throat. Blood spurted across the table. Next Christmas I was going to buy a frozen turkey.
Dave Barber
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ho ho ho!
Nothing like a seasonal killing! Nice BI debut David.
Ha ha! Short and sweet.
Yow!
Ah, so you are a white meat kind of guy. Me, I go for the skin. The tougher the better.
50 words that definitely put a different Twist to any Christmas Carol.
Chrimbo gore, great work David!
Thanks gents. Glad you liked it and really appreciate the feedback.
All the best to you all, David.
Nice n tight, Dave. Festive, too – loved it!
Thanks Col.
Somehow missed this the 1st time round but glad I caught it. First line was a great hook, the last made me laugh hard!! Great piece, David!!
Thanks for looking Paul. Enjoy the holidays.