Call Me "Ms Direction"

Pete and Repeat were sitting on a fence. Peter fell off. Who was left? That’s right, caught you about to utter forbidden syllables o’ repetition. Did I make reader feel like teacher stumbling into student’s trap?
Been there, done it dozens of times.

Even emphasized some misdirection up above for gamesters. Think “vectors” Grasshopper.

Now, look down here.

Awe, thumped your nose. Reminiscent de le oncle terrible? Pull my finger. Push the belly-button.

Yes, physics instructors can be incorrigible!

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