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Gerard DiLeo's avatar

Title: The Right to Remain Silent

"Tell me!" the thug shouted.

Still refusing to answer, the victim struggled with his binding, but it was no use.

"You're about to lose a finger!" the thug threatened. "I need to know who sent you."

His accomplice stretched it out, the thug using a cigar cutter to dismember it. He didn't even scream.

"Wow," the thug's accomplice remarked. "Tough guy."

"We'll get 'im to talk," the thug snarked.

"I dunno. Don't they take an oath or somethin'?"

Even after another finger, he remained silent, A tear rolled down his cheek, smearing the black line on his otherwise mimewhite makeup.

Bill Ferguson 🇨🇦's avatar

Chicken Salad Sandwiches

“Say what you will or don’t say anything. It’s all the same to me,” said Edna Ann fiercely.

Wilson noticed anger was building the moment from a small tempest into a full blown volcanic eruption. “C’mon Edna Ann. Are you sure you want to take this route? Chicken Salad Sandwiches.”

Edna Ann’s eyes softened. “I was spoiling for a good fight,” she intoned softly.

“It is a good thing that our safety words work. I had some doubts.”

“Good thing I dislike Chicken Salad Sandwiches.”

“It’s quite nice that we are on the same page.”

Edna Ann nodded with conviction.

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