Secretly Known As William!
By Scott Harmon
I see your name is Bill…..does that mean your secret identity is William? Or wait, I get it…..you only use that on your most secret dangerous missions. I’m onto you Bill! You can tell a lot from a guy’s name………like I bet you eat Frosted Flakes every morning! And if you splash milk off of one of the flakes and onto the counter? You fly into a furious rage, smashing virtually everything in the kitchen…except the toaster! Then you call all the appliance stores before you go off to your fake job, so that everything’s restored to it’s natural order, then you can do it all over again the next morning. Ha! I’ve got you Bill! Secretly known as William! Did I pronounce that ok? So every wire tap I placed in this busy intersection can hear every syllable?! Your Frosted Flake days are over Bill. I can think of no greater achievement for an Intergalactic Group of Space Guys agent such as I can accomplish. To put an end to a man with such heinous crimes. I just have one more question for you before you’re off nerfing the herds. What’s so special about the toaster Bill?! Huh?! What is it? This is a matter of intergalactic health!
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Scott Harmon is an amateur writer. He writes screenplays, but his roots are in micro and flash fiction. Scott believes and others have told him that he writes comedy and science fiction the best.
By Scott Harmon
I see your name is Bill…..does that mean your secret identity is William? Or wait, I get it…..you only use that on your most secret dangerous missions. I’m onto you Bill! You can tell a lot from a guy’s name………like I bet you eat Frosted Flakes every morning! And if you splash milk off of one of the flakes and onto the counter? You fly into a furious rage, smashing virtually everything in the kitchen…except the toaster! Then you call all the appliance stores before you go off to your fake job, so that everything’s restored to it’s natural order, then you can do it all over again the next morning. Ha! I’ve got you Bill! Secretly known as William! Did I pronounce that ok? So every wire tap I placed in this busy intersection can hear every syllable?! Your Frosted Flake days are over Bill. I can think of no greater achievement for an Intergalactic Group of Space Guys agent such as I can accomplish. To put an end to a man with such heinous crimes. I just have one more question for you before you’re off nerfing the herds. What’s so special about the toaster Bill?! Huh?! What is it? This is a matter of intergalactic health!
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Scott Harmon is an amateur writer. He writes screenplays, but his roots are in micro and flash fiction. Scott believes and others have told him that he writes comedy and science fiction the best.
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