Okay I've decided at some point I'd be doing a quick flash fiction for the pictures. Just make it seem more complete. Not really manga but mangaish! A Quick Flash Story Scene to accompany the picture.
'I had to tell her how much I loved her,' said Jim Boy to his friend Scottie. Scottie said nothing not because there was nothing to say it was because Scottie was a plant. A lush evergreen.
Jim Boy had rescued Scottie from a dumpster out side Cindy's house. Cindy was the object of Jim Boy's affections and he loved her with a passion. The only thing was she didn't know he existed.
"Scottie, I remember the first time we met. You were looking rather dry and your leaves were dying. It was a good thing I had plant food. I nursed you back to life."
Scottie said nothing again though did manage to sway in the light evening breeze.
"Well, Scottie I told her. I told Cindy just as we discussed and she then... she told me to..." Jim Boy took a deep breath and frown. Then a tear came to his eye and he took a deep puff of his roll up. "She told me to go away and called the police..."
My name is Joe and I'm not a surfer. I'm just clearing up the title of this post.
My story is I loved a woman who loved another man. One day I came home to find them in heat. Horizontal tango. In my bed. Whoa! You know what does to a man?
Things got worse after that. She threw my stuff on the sidewalk. She got a restraining order on me.
I ain't bitter. I'm trying to cope. She moved in with the other guy. I then fell in with drink, lost too many work days and got fired.
I slept rough on the beach then changed my name to Joe. Just Joe. Odinary plain Joe.
