EXCERPT FROM MY MICHAEL WINSLOW FAN FICTION
"BLEEP BLEEP BOOP BLEEP BOOP."
"What the heck?" I said to myself, scratching my head as I looked at the state-of-the-art Fax Machine in front of me. After all, the sounds I was hearing were those of an incoming message or "Fax" but the darned thing wasn't turned on--not even plugged into the power supply! Then I looked over at Michael Winslow, and he gave me his trademark Sly-Cat smile.
"Michael!" I said, unable to suppress a grin of my very own!
"Bloop bleep?" he said, with a shrug of his shoulders, as if to say "who me?" and then I knew it was him, and not the Fax Machine, that had made those noises!!
"What the heck?" I said to myself, scratching my head as I looked at the state-of-the-art Fax Machine in front of me. After all, the sounds I was hearing were those of an incoming message or "Fax" but the darned thing wasn't turned on--not even plugged into the power supply! Then I looked over at Michael Winslow, and he gave me his trademark Sly-Cat smile.
"Michael!" I said, unable to suppress a grin of my very own!
"Bloop bleep?" he said, with a shrug of his shoulders, as if to say "who me?" and then I knew it was him, and not the Fax Machine, that had made those noises!!
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