On The Slime Trail, A Saturday Centus

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Here I go sneaking in just under the wire for week 55 of Saturday Centus!  It’s been a really difficult week (month, actually) but now that my first Sadistics (oops!) Statistics class is finally over (B+, thank you very much!) I have a bit of breathing room until the next Sadistics (oops!) Statistics class starts.  Never one to pass on one of Ms. Jenny Matlock’s wonderfully fun Saturday Centus challenges at her blog, off on my tangent, I had to try and give it a last ditch effort!

The rules for this fun meme are that we are to use the supplied prompt as written in a story or poem with a maximum of 100 words not counting the prompt itself.  We can’t use any vulgarity or use any pictures.  I know this is a real disappointment to all those out there who were intent on using vulgar pictures with your story, but don’t worry.  Your day will come.

The prompt for week 55 came courtesy of the lovely and talented Dazee Dreamer at her blog Crazy Daze & Nite Dreams.  Her prompt for this week is “The reflection in the mirror...”   My 100-word take on it is entitled:

“On The Slime Trail”

Backstage he readied himself for yet another performance.

Quietly he studied his speech and practiced his ad libs until he was satisfied that this Iowa audience would be eating out of his hand.

He checked his hair and straightened his tie.  The reflection in the mirror exposed a smug face pitted with the ruddy scars of deceit, guilt and shame.  Was it the betrayal of his first wife or his second wife?  Perhaps it was his record of hypocrisy, outrageous lies and ethics violations. 

None of it mattered now.

A voice boomed over the intercom, “You’re on in two Mr. Gingrich.”

“It’s showtime!”

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There are no stupid questions, just stupid people.

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