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Prompt: Write about an un-birthday.
Word Count: 272 “Did you remember to buy your mother her first un-birthday present of 2012?” A strong male voice reverberated from the T.V. set in my living room on December 31, 2011 about 9:00 AM Eastern Standard Time. I picked up the coffee I had just poured and hurried into the living room. The picture I saw on the T.V. consisted of a family of four gathered around a kitchen table. On the table set a cake that read “Happy first Un-birthday of 2012 Mama! And may you have 363 more this year.” Placing my cup on the coffee table, I sit down on the couch. “If not,” the voice continued, “you still have time to go down to the Post Office and arrange for a postal carrier to personally deliver your mother her first un-birthday preset of 2012.” What kind of con, is this, I thought feeling around in the couch for the remote. Everybody knows postal carriers don’t work on New Year’s Day. “When you go to the post office,” this time a female voice spoke, “arrange to have a present delivered for each 364 un-birthdays your mother has in 2012.” Unable to find the remote and fascinated by the changing scenes on my television I just sit there staring. The next scene to appear on my T.V. was the interior of a post office, with hundreds of beautiful wrapped gifts. “Be sure to send an un-birthday present to everyone you know or love in 2012. The postal service will automatically charge your credit card or debit your bank account each time a postal carrier delivers an un-birthday present and not before.”
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