In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 344

I saw John Travolta, today. Not in person, obviously. I happened to turn my TV on and zap a little, only to realize a Travolta marathon was on. Although I immediately turned the TV off, some images remained and something silly was born. This is, once again, political satire. I’m actually starting to feel sorry for the poor General. Okay, not really. Have fun and until tomorrow.


Saturday Night Trance

“Alexandra?”
“Yes, General?”
“About yesterday…”
“What about it?”
“You hypnotized the President into becoming a Karaoke singer! And couldn’t you have picked a better song than You’re The One That I Want?”
“As greasy as he is… no. Don’t tell me you wanted to be Travolta.”
“No, but I didn’t want his bedroom keys either.”

S.B.

Middle name Creative. Writer and artist with a penchant for themes of Female Domination, Hypnosis and Mind Control. My thoughts are my own except when they’re not.

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