Legend has it that David defeated Goliath with his sling and a pouch full of stones. But that’s not what actually happened.
David and Goliath thought the inevitable war was a stupid idea. So together they hatched a plan.
They invited the blood-thirsty Philistines and Israelites to witness the battle of the century where after 40 days there would be only one winner. Goliath constantly taunts the crowd who, fuelled by regular deliveries of Hell’s Pizza and titillated by the impending violence, roar when David bravely steps forward.
Goliath bellows “Die, newtonmore!” as David scrambles onto Goliath’s shoulders and pees over them all. David and Goliath collapse in a tangled heap sniggering.
For 100 consecutive days I will write and post a short story (about 100 words) incorporating a randomly selected word from Afterliff: A new dictionary of things there should be words for.
One who stands on the shoulders of giants in order to pee further.
A person you get on with perfectly well but wouldn’t want to socialise with.