It’s the day when entropy reigns over The Nest, as it’s time for another Wednesday trek into the unknown that is Random Image Inspiration! I ran the Randomator last night even though I’m still not actually getting to the post until my usual time… and it looks like we hit the Daily Double this time!
38, 38, 69, 43
Yes, it’s the first time a number has appeared in the same quartet twice! Let’s see how that bodes for today’s entry…
The 38th post in my Reader was this one by Donna. The post is a bunch of social media screenshots, so I treated the text within them as the text of the post…
The 38th word in that post is “everything”
The 69th word in that post (wrapping back to the beginning) is “helping”
Images 43 and 44 were both encrypted thumbnails that I couldn’t grab… though one was just text and the other was of Ariana Grande. I don’t know which would make for a worse post idea…
Putting “everything helping” into Google Images brought this up as the 45th result…
“OK men, this is the place! Take your positions!”
“Who are you guys?” the kid in the blue sneakers asked. “No adults on the playground!”
“Why you little imp…”
“Leave my brother alone, meanie!!!” the girl said as she kicked the man with her boots.
“That’s quite enough of this nonsense! We have a job to do here…. now I want all four of your to stand against that wall!”
“Make us!” the little boy sneered back.
“Take it easy, Devin!” the taller boy said. “These men are here to take our class picture!”
“That’s why the teacher told us to dress up today,” the girl in the old fashioned dress said.
The four kids backed up to the wall, doing some touch up work on their clothing. Devin spit in his hand to pin down a cowlick.
“There, that’s more like it. Now we can get on with our job. Would any of you care for a cigarette?”
“Are you trying to get us in trouble?” the girl in the boots sassed back.
“Mrs. Wartnose would send us to the principal’s office if she caught us smoking,” the boy in the uniform said.
“Eh, suit yourself then. How about a blindfold?”
“Are we gonna play pin the tail on the jackass again!?!?” Devin shouted in excitement.
“Devin! Language!” the fancy girl admonished.
“Last time you pinned the tail on Mrs. Wartnose’s hemorrhoid,” Devin’s sister remarked, “and I think you did it on purpose!”
“Eh, this is going to be one of those days, I guess. Alright, do any of you have any last requests?”
“Yeah! Can you play that new Ariana Grande song?” the girl in boots asked.
“Oh, how about Justin Bieber instead?” fancy girl asked giddily.
“I don’t know what you brats are talking about… Grandies and Beavers!?!? Enough. Stand still against that wall and let’s get this over with!”
The four kids make last minute adjustments to their outfits, and with their arms over each others shoulders give their biggest smiles.
“OK, men! Ready……… aim……..”
“Excuse me, sir, but what do you think you’re doing here?”
“I’m conducting the Bumfuckistan Philharmonic Orchestra… what in the blazes does it look like I’m doing, you fool? This is a firing squad!”
“I’m with the portrait studio, and I’m here to take class photos. I believe you’re in the wrong location. The execution is taking place across the street in the vacant lot.”
“What? Son of a bichon frise! I thought our targets were supposed to be loitering possums, not a bunch of rugrats! OK men, about face! Forward, march!”
“OK, kids. Smile and say government cheese!!!”