Meanwhile, nearby Plutonians shook their heads in despair and drank more tea.
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As usual, voters in Neptunian elections revelled in the rough and tumble of the 2016 Imperial Election. Candidates’ debates were like murderous cage-fights; each aspiring politician strove to sink to the highest levels of insult. “Lyin’ Bellog” claimed “Philanderin’ Prullit’s” wife was so ugly she could be used as a war weapon, Prullit said Bellog’s wife was a whore and a Jupiter spy. Each promised to turn the other’s children into hamburgers. In the end, no election was actually held: the last two candidates killed each other off.
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Flash FictionFlash fiction is very, very short fiction indeed - short stories of any sort of length from a Haiku to ten minutes' reading. Good for when you're in a hurry. This series is a selection of contributions to Friday Flash Fiction, where there's a limit of 100 words. I try to make all mine exactly 100 words. Collections
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