Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Smelly Frank

Each sentence in this story starts with the next letter of the alphabet. Enjoy.


Already having taken his morning bath, our beloved protagonist, Frank, felt clean and ready to start a new day.

Believing himself to smell rather fresh and flowery, Frank ventured out of his house unafraid.

Cautiously, Frank opened his car door and sat down inside, breathing in deep the freshness of his leather seats.

Daring to roll down the windows, Frank enjoyed a nice breeze blowing into his car on the way to work.

Eventually, Frank got to a stop sign at the end of a long country road.

Feeling a little nauseous, Frank realized that the smell he now encountered was that of a skunk near the tree line by the side of the road.

Gasping for breath, Frank hastily turned his car and continued to drive.

Honestly, I think Frank should just calm down.

Into the city Frank drove.

Joining other cars in the midst of heavier traffic, more repugnant smells encountered Frank.

Kissing his open windows goodbye, Frank rolled them up.

Losing the breeze was unfortunate, but it was worth it to not have garbage smells and air pollution filling up his car and ruining his fresh bath smell.

Minding his own business, Frank drove along.

Noticing the red light in front of him, Frank bolted to a stop.

Obviously not paying attention, the car behind him slammed into the back of his car.

Pyrotechnics lit up all around Frank due to his car exploding.

Queasy, Frank fled from his car.

Running and running and running the rest of the way to work.

Stopping only for a quick breath, Frank finally made it to work.

This was not a good day for Frank.

Unfortunately, he now was quite sweaty and had a particularly foul odor.

Venturing to ask what had happened, Frank's boss got only a dirty look from Frank.

When the stares subsided, Frank sighed and sat down at his desk, daydreaming of his bath that seemed so long ago.

Xiphisternum was hard to focus on today, even though it was Franks speciality.

Younger versions of Frank would not have been pleased to see this day come about.

Zealous for smelling clean, Frank realized he had an extra stick of deodorant in his desk drawer, and smiled.


God bless.

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