Tweet Tales Tuesday Week 24
June 26, 2012

15 Minute Tweet TalesThank you to everyone who helped test the spam software yesterday.  It asked a few more valid commenters to enter a CAPTCHA than I would have liked, but it’s doing such a great job filtering out the real spam that I’m going to keep it installed for a while and see how it goes.

And now for this week’s 15 Minute Tweet Tales:
 
6/20 – The residents’ endemic pale green eyes can be traced back to an early settler who knew how to charm the ladies. Even the married ones.
 
6/21 – She pretended to like her gifts, but an unconscious moue revealed her true feelings. Who had told everyone she loved cow figurines?
 
6/22 – Her sexy brand of chicanery gained her access to exclusive clubs where she worked her wiles on many rich victi— uh, boyfriends.
 
6/23 – She stayed quiet as he visited various quacks. Many of the nostrums caused more pain than the cancer, but she hated to dash his hopes.
 
6/24 – The judge gave him a bright-line list of tasks 2 complete for probation. He thought she was joking, He didn't laugh much back in jail.
 
6/25 – She flinched when her husband walked in the room, then relaxed realizing he was a phantasm. She'd buried the jerk out back 2 days ago.
 
6/26 – Honored to be chosen as rapporteur for his group, Tom still remembered the guy who gathered info tended to end up in jail. Or dead.
 
I’ve always liked the word ‘moue,’ but it’s tough to use in casual conversation without people thinking you sound like a French cow.  And I always forget about the fantastic word ‘phantasm’ – that’s definitely one that needs to be brought back to the forefront.  
 
Play along and write tweet tales for the above words.  If you’re willing to share, post them on twitter with the hashtag #15tt or add them below in the comments because I’d love to read them.  Any thoughts about this week's tweet tales?

15 Minute Tweet TalesThank you to everyone who helped test the spam software yesterday.  It asked a few more valid commenters to enter a CAPTCHA than I would have liked, but it’s doing such a great job filtering out the real spam that I’m going to keep it installed for a while and see how it goes.

And now for this week’s 15 Minute Tweet Tales:
 
6/20 – The residents’ endemic pale green eyes can be traced back to an early settler who knew how to charm the ladies. Even the married ones.
 
6/21 – She pretended to like her gifts, but an unconscious moue revealed her true feelings. Who had told everyone she loved cow figurines?
 
6/22 – Her sexy brand of chicanery gained her access to exclusive clubs where she worked her wiles on many rich victi— uh, boyfriends.
 
6/23 – She stayed quiet as he visited various quacks. Many of the nostrums caused more pain than the cancer, but she hated to dash his hopes.
 
6/24 – The judge gave him a bright-line list of tasks 2 complete for probation. He thought she was joking, He didn't laugh much back in jail.
 
6/25 – She flinched when her husband walked in the room, then relaxed realizing he was a phantasm. She'd buried the jerk out back 2 days ago.
 
6/26 – Honored to be chosen as rapporteur for his group, Tom still remembered the guy who gathered info tended to end up in jail. Or dead.
 
I’ve always liked the word ‘moue,’ but it’s tough to use in casual conversation without people thinking you sound like a French cow.  And I always forget about the fantastic word ‘phantasm’ – that’s definitely one that needs to be brought back to the forefront.  
 
Play along and write tweet tales for the above words.  If you’re willing to share, post them on twitter with the hashtag #15tt or add them below in the comments because I’d love to read them.  Any thoughts about this week's tweet tales?

Jocelyn Rish

Jocelyn Rish is a writer and filmmaker who never imagined her cheeky sense of humor would lead to a book about animal butts. When she's not researching fanny facts, she tutors kids to help them discover the magic of reading. Jocelyn has won numerous awards for her short stories, screenplays, short films, and novels and lives in South Carolina with her booty-ful dogs.