My son Tim excitedly tells me that snakes have two penises but they only use one at a time. We’re having ‘boys time’, while Jane is out with friends and he drops this factoid while we’re playing footy in the backyard.
‘Wow!’, I say as I imagine what having two penises would be like. Distracted, I fumble the ball and it rolls into the bushes where Tim also find an ubby and an old toy truck. ‘Hey Dad, look at this. Matty’s Dad drives a truck in the mines. He says the mines are huge; bigger than a footy field. Is that true?’
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.
A rotting cricket ball found in the garden under a bush.
An all-purpose Spanish word used when attempting to remember the lyrics of ‘Guantanamera’.