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Juice Mug Glug

“Mommy, I’m thirsty.” I would pip-squeak upwards to my tall, towering mother. The fridge door would whump open. Glug, glug, glug the jug would go.

“Here you are sweetheart,” she would say.

I’d grasp the mug with both hands and drink with a protruding bottom lip suctioning as a ramp for the flow of juice.

Glikk, Glikk, Glikk I’d gulp.

I pretended that I didn’t know who reflected at the bottom of my empty mug. “Who’s that bad man?” I’d mutter under my breath through syrupy lips messing up my pronunciation.

The person at the bottom of the mug looked sinister somehow. Maybe he just stole some money and then
purposely drove through a large puddle, soaking some well-to-do school children with his get-away car, I would think.

Or, maybe the bad man just pointed and laughed directly at a homeless man, continuing to belittle him with neanderthal gestures until he broke down and cried.

“Whadda bad, bad man.” I’d say like Elmer Fudd—unable to express my thoughts clearly. Unrefined imagination.

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Juice Mug Glug
THX 0477
Posted 10 months ago

Definitely an odd moment, but told cutely, if that’s a word, definitely from the vantage point of the child.
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Kermitgorf
Posted 10 months ago

Very cute told from 1st person childs voice. Loved the sound effects as well.
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Blusparrow
Posted 10 months ago

nice! I have never noticed there was a reflection, I might look next time if I remember. another featured, your on a roll! congrats!
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wytherwings
Posted 10 months ago

i like it, its funny. great job =]
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Melia
Posted 9 months ago

I love all the onomoto… onamota… er, all the words that describe sounds. Definitely a creative and cool take on the challenge.