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The “Crazy Caption Contest”: Week 2 (Closed)

Peregrine Arc: An Author's Scratchwork

Week one of the Terrible Caption Contest went great! With a scurry, a sprint and a darting glance over our shoulder, here’s week two!

The winner of the most laughs will be chosen by me and the saint. Ties will be decided by the Labrador.  The winner will be announced Saturday Jan. 19th and awarded the gift of humor. In other words, you’ll be recognized as the winning entry on my blog and you’ll have made people laugh. How great is that?

The rules and photo are below.

  1. Keep it PG. Pretend your great grandfather would read it and take back your birthday gifts if he smelled even the faintest whiff of impropriety.
  2. Keep it short. Less than 120 words let’s say. More than enough for a quick, witty banter.
  3. Use the words “snow”, “pristine” and “turtle” somewhere in your joke. Yes, all three. I upped your word count parameter.
  4. You can do descriptives, a story, whatever your imagination comes up with.
  5. Keep it funny, but kind and clean.
  6. Repost on your blog to increase the fun! This is optional, but the more the merrier. I welcome the pingbacks.

You have until Friday, January 18th (11:59 pm, US EST) to make your post. Author reserves the right to approve and disapprove comments at her own discretion. I look forward to reading your shenanigans. 😊

And without further ado, here’s your photo.

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Published by Peregrine Arc: An Author's Scratchwork

Memory Bound, my first horror novel, was published in October 2018. GOTD, my second horror novel, was finished Dec. 2021 and is looking for a home with an agent/publisher. My first children's book, "The Mermaid and the Yellow Jellyfish" is slated to be published in December 2022. Details to come! Take care and stay resilient.

8 thoughts on “The “Crazy Caption Contest”: Week 2 (Closed)”

  1. Here’s my crack at it to get the inspiration flowing. Mine’s more of a narrative snippet that popped into my head.
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    The group of dwarves trudged along the mountains, leaving a mashed up path in the otherwise pristine snow. They were late to a meeting called weeks ago by the great Snow Giant of the mountain.

    “I say,” a voice rumbled from above. It was the Snow Giant. “You lot move slower than turtles moving along on their backs. The meeting was held last Thursday. You’re all fired, the elves inherited the throne and I’m being called a national monument.

    “My behind froze to the mountain so now I’m stuck giving directions to misguided birds. Do tell me you’ve brought a tea kettle among one of you…”

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  2. This is the photo prompt over at D. Wallace Peach’s blog. 🙂 She’s asking for short fiction. You two must be on the same wavelength.

    And you don’t have to keep mentioning me. I’m cool. 😉

    As to a caption: The Second Ice Age was hardly unexpected by The Little Peoples; The Giants, however, were taken completely off guard.

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      2. The Second Ice Age was hardly unexpected by The Little People of Pristine Valley. The neighboring Giants, however, were taken completely off guard. They and their enormous turtle mounts learned, too late, to never underestimate a forecast of ‘apocalyptic snow flurries.’

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