“Surrender, Crudmuffin,” Gaseous Girl said.
“Or what? You’ll fart at me?”
Gaseous Girl smiled. “You see this? It’s a gas thermometer. And I control gas.”
Zing.
Crudmuffin yelped.
“Oops,” said Gaseous Girl. “Looks like it’s now the other thermometer.”
For any newcomers, Gaseous Girl is one of the first characters I ever created. She derived her powers from a radioactive mozzarella stick.
Letting Life Lead
Taking the sayings,thoughts and themes that make us happy and ruining them with science and logic and then ...um...happiness might come from that. Or at least some sort of smugness that's very similiar.
and other classics
frightfully wondrous things happen here.
curiouser and curiouser
It's about following Jesus ...
Faith, Fiction, and Love No Matter What
You know the one I'm talking about . . .
Cordially explaining the Catholic faith.
The Trials & Tribulations of English Romance, 1660–1837
Random thoughts with sporadically profound meaning
Book reviews and general nonsense
You say you want an evolution...
Humor at the Speed of Life
No one’s going to fart in her general direction anymore!
Or taunts her a second time, either!
This prompt was custom made for Gaseous Girl! You did well.
It certainly was. 🙂
A radioactive mozzarella stick?! I’d like some!
Try your local White Castle. 🙂 Or wherever radioactive mozzarella sticks are sold.
Ouch! That sounds like a pain in the butt. 😉
Literally. 🙂