"The name'sh Bont. George Bont."
"George Bont the international super-spy?"
"Uhh...no. I'm a different George Bont."
Le Chauffeur whipped out his phone. "Are you sure? Because you look just like this George Bont on Facebook: employed at MI6."
"That can't be me. I'm an economisht."
"Really? Explain quantitative easing to me."
"Uhhh..."
There were skeptical looks from the various scarred and eyepatched people around the Blackjack table.
"Oh, darn," said George Bont. "I'm really not very good at thish."
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Blunderball
HumorYour mission, should you choose to accept it, is to read these 31 very short stories written for Flash Fiction Month 2018. Some follow the adventures of spies and secret agents, more of them don't, and most are very, very silly. This book will not s...
