Unedited Stories: hedgehog

I'm leaving the old intro here, but adding this- it appears the doves have taken over my blog for their fiction. Just as well, I was doing a piss poor job of updating. They're doing much better.

This blog is infrequently updated, full of incorrect spellings, misused words, and general bad grammar. It started when I was trying to use google+ (which I've since given up on) and discovered there was no character limit for posts. If you've known me a long time, a lot of these stories will be old hat. If you plan to know me for a long time, you'll no doubt hear many of them in person. But, folks seemed to enjoy them, so here they are.

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Thursday, October 29, 2015

the two hundred and sixteenth story

Once upon a time there was a hedgehog in love with a briarpatch. The briar was far sharper than the hedgehog, but they got to know each other and after a while stoped pricking each other so often, and then it didn't matter how sharp either of them was.

Thursday, August 20, 2015

the hundred and forty sixth story

Once upon a time there was a hamster who wished to be a hedgehog. He saw a kid with a mohawk, assumed the colour was what made the spikes stand up, and dyed himself as a rainbow.