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FOWC with Fandango — Euphemism

“It was sad news about old Ben,” announced John at breakfast. “Why what happened to him?” asked Mary “Carked it.” “He what?” “Carked it! Kicked the bucket. Went to the happy hunting ground. He died!” “Oh!” replied Mary, “why couldn’t … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Inspire

“I’m inspired,” I heard Mr Fango say through the fence. I looked through the hole in the fence to see Mr Fango standing in the middle of his backyard holding a shovel and a page from Home Magnificent. I could … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Being

Mr Fango woke up one morning and decided it was about time he tried to become one with his community. Being a resident of a street with such a diverse cultural background, he thought he owed something to his community … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Neighbor

My neighbor Mr Fango surprised me the other day by sticking his head over the fence to ask if I had any spare tomato stakes. It was unusual as Mr Fango usually sticks to himself and rarely bothers us with … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Kowtow

To kowtow or not to kowtow That is the question, When surrounded by outrageous lies Deceit and innuendo. When truth becomes a marginal commodity And twisting reality suits Financial and political gain One must question the veracity Of those purporting … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Sensual

It was Saturday morning and as I looked out over the fence into Mr Fango’s place it was unusually quiet. A van pulled up outside their house and a man took in a huge bunch of flowers. It was Mr … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Modern

My neighbour Mr Fango could never be accused of being modern. It was clear to me that the cutting edge of technology had long passed him by. I know this because he still used a push mower and hand shears … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Handle

Mr Fango was at odds with putting a new handle on his axe. It was clear from the language wafting over the fence that he didn’t have much of a handle on fixing the axe to the handle. “$#$$@*%^$^&,” said … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Substance

Our neighbour and erstwhile mysterious person Mr Fango was known from time to time to dabble in the creation of various substances that could be said to be potions of a magical nature. We know this because one night my … Continue reading

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FOWC with Fandango — Love

Our neighbour Mr. Fango had fallen in love with a woman who came to his house selling dishcloths. Mr Fango was an anal man in many ways, cleaning being one. The dishcloths were out of this world and Mr Fango, … Continue reading

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