Five-Hundred Word Challenge 246: A Good Place for Feasting

Well, it is fine in the office and all, but really, when you need to feast, is there any place that could be seen as being better than the park?

They’ve got those huge grassy areas where there’s grass in an area that constitutes a huge size when compared to the size of a person or some people so you can sit down and be as ornery as you want!

People don’t like it? You just go over to them and start chewing food right in front of their face. That will show them who is the master of eating delectable delicacies bought from delicious places that sell food that is delicious instead of the building as the building itself would not be delicious and eating it would probably lead to a heavy bot of indigestion.

Probably.

So you eat in the huge area full of grass, but they’ve also got those marble statues made of materials that you can make statues out of and you sit on top of them after you eat so you can contemplate the meaning of existence whilst birds fly around in interesting patterns that ebb and flow with the form of the birds in their shape, creating some sort of peaceful scene that only you can appreciate when you are that far above the ground, which is not too far but far enough to lead to some sort of concern if you  have a fear of heights.

There would be people who would walk past and think that this is an odd action to take and tell you top get down, but of course you’d tell them to go away as you are busy being lost in thought and concentrating hard and the very fact that they are ruining your concentration is an offensive, heinous act that they have committed in that very moment in time and now you have to challenge them to a trial in the form of combat on the highest, most dramatic hill that one can find, complete with rain and lighting to set the scene. It would need to be dark when this is happening. However, it could not be too dark because if it is too dark then you can’t see the action and the drama which would also meant hat you would not be able to see what their actions mean, therefore not being able to derive the depth of the motion and actions taken in this combat event of the millennium.

And who would be the winner anyway? Surely, when all is said and done, the person who has survived is not really the victor but merely the person who did a better job of surviving and it is up to them now to mourn the loss of another soul in the world and bury them, then visit their grave every year to respect the battle that was.

The person who didn’t survive was actually hiding out somewhere as they used a decoy model to escape.

The time it took to write five-hundred words: 07:18:06

I know that today I wanted to write and I didn’t really care about what I wrote, so this is the result.

It’s silly enough, but I’m sure that it can be followed somehow.

Written at work

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