
“What do you think you’re doing?! You’re supposed to pull the weeds, not the roses,” he said.
“Tell me, what’s a weed?”
“It’s a plant that isn’t supposed to be there, something you don’t want.”
“Then in my garden, roses are weeds. Hey, can you get this thorn out of my butt?” She turned and pointed.

The challenge, should you choose to accept it, is to write a story in exactly 55 words. Flash Fiction 55 is hosted by the G-man, a host with the most.
This one was inspired by Ann Pino.























There’s a couple of thorns in my ass right now that I’d like to get rid of…
Loved your pointed 55 Alice Audrey.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
sounds reasonable to me…if it wanted to live it should not have stuck me…smiles.
Too funny! I admit I was attacked by a rose bush earlier tonight and wished I could have killed it!
I’m not sure how I inspired this, but I love it.
Okay, I see it now. I wrote that one about weeds and roses awhile back. I like that photo, btw. Is that a quilt you made?
“Takes one to know one” I always say… thanks!
Best 55 of the day I have read so far!
Lovely 55
Prettiest and most fragrant dang weeds on the planet. Stop by my 55 if you want news on the Zombie apocalypse.
I love it!
OOouch with that thorn…yes we are full of roses proses
Have a good weekend ~
Gee. The last blog I read they posted about gardening. I been moving rocks out of “Royal Sunshine Flower Bed” I’m feeling it in my back.
Coffee is on.
Good stuff. Not difficult to get yereself killed in a rose-garden!
Pretty roses. I like most weeds.
A weed by any other name would still…..
Yep, not a fan of thorns in the butt either. ::
As usual — quirkly and fun.
xoox
Reminds me of the quote “A weed is but an unloved flower.”
beautiful humor,
another weed case, love it.
Good, LOL work.