Well, it’s been a bit warmer this week, so are we done with the snow and ice for this year? I’m sure it’ll be back, but for now let’s make the most of the above freezing temperatures. Here is a new challenge for you:
Can you tell a story in 21 words? You must use the following words somewhere in the story:
- FIEND
- YOGA
- PARROT
The previous prompt was to tell a story in 30 words using the following words in it somewhere:
- SCORCHING
- IGLOO
- HERBAL
- CAT
Here are your entertaining stories:
Afraid as I was of scorching my herbal tea, I took it off the fire and carried it into the igloo. Once seated, my cat joined me on the couch.
We complain about the scorching heat. Bundle up and pray for sun when our homes feel like an igloo as we drink herbal tea with the cat on our lap.
Florence, my pet cat sat stretched out on her fluffy mat in our igloo, enjoying a freshly caught salmon, whilst I enjoyed a large cup of steaming hot herbal tea.
The scorching sun made me wonder how long that igloo would survive. “Fear not,” said the cat. Taking a sip of his herbal tea, he explained. “It’s AI.”
Murray Clarke:
In an attempt to escape from the scorching sun, the parched cat dived into the cool igloo, popped the kettle on, and relaxed with a nice cup of herbal tea.
I drank my scorching herbal tea, while scratching the cat’s ears, which she loved. I shivered as I looked at the picture of the igloo’s in Alaska. Must be freezing!
Scorching igloo herbal cat? What is a herbal cat and why scorch your igloo? Could this be a Shakespeare spell? The three witches stirring up mayhem. Bang, crash, wallop, smash!
In the scorching heat, all you need is herbal tea and a cat nap. Ah, the igloo is absent in my tale. Maybe that helped to make it iced tea?
Lapland was freezing! Back from visiting Santa in his igloo, with a herbal tea in front of a scorching fire, a purring cat by my side, I’m in heaven!
Shame the day wasn’t scorching when I spat my tea and melted a hole in the igloo thanks to making herbal tea with the cat’s catnip instead of my camomile.
The simmering herbal tinctures added to the scorching heat in the kitchen. Time to follow the cat into the igloo room. The AC hummed. Icy droplets formed with every breath.
Robert, the herbal zen cat, emerged from his mystical igloo into the scorching furnace of reality before falling, with reverence, into deep meditations upon the alarmingly conceivable existence of Dog.
Cat was livid from the scorching argument with her sister Jane. Sipping a herbal tea Cat plotted her deadly revenge! She would then bury the body in an igloo. Hah!!
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Several words over 30, but still good:
The only way left to live upon in this adverse weather is to be intact in Igloo, scorching fuel from the woods, having a herbal tea for a better immunity and giving extra care to my sweet pussy cat always playing around me. To never let me feel alone around the corners.
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Esther Chilton 
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