Here’s a “two word” story I wrote a while ago. Additionally, I must apologize for not posting anything in a while. I’ve been finishing up my second screenplay. It’s about a renaissance fair.
Anyway, heres this:
The chartreuse noose that hung from the gnarled spruce grew tight ‘round the neck of the obtuse moose.
His imminent mortality led him to deduce that alcohol abuse was no excuse to seduce the farmer’s wife.