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Give Him A Hand

Gerry was a magician, and he was very good at his craft until one day a freakish accident occurred. It happened during the "Sawing The Lady In Half" trick. He didn't saw her in half. He didn't see her at all because he accidentally sawed off both his hands.

Gerry spent weeks in the hospital recovering and then learning how to manage without his hands. His physiotherapist was a beautiful young woman named Jill. And it was love at first sight despite Gerry's handicap - no pun intended.

While Gerry was a magician he was an expert at sleight of hand. No one ever knew how he accomplished his tricks and he never let on. But now, given Gerry's condition, there'd be no stumping fall town fairs performing magic tricks for appreciative audiences.

Except Gerry wasn't the kind to give up and if it be known his family fingered him for just such a kind of individual.

So it came as no surprise when he asked his love Jill to help him resurrect his act and be his assistant. After weeks of practice, working together they finally had a new act. It wasn't quite the same as the old act. Not quite as smooth. But it worked. It worked very well.

And the crowds they performed for were very excited by Jerry's return to the the stage and by his new assistant Jill. After all, they said, you really had to hand it to him.

This week's prompt from the folks at Studio30+ was sleight of hand.


ReformingGeek said…
I gotta hand it to you, John. You make some great points.
nonamedufus said…
Thanks for that thumbs up Reffie.
Cheryl said…
You are the king of puns and I'm sure this line was intentional but I actually did a double-take after reading it because it was just that slick. ". . . there'd be no stumping fall town fairs . . ."
nonamedufus said…
You are a great little pun detector. And that's not some back-handed compliment.
Tara R. said…
The King of Puns!
nonamedufus said…
On the up side this guy will never have carpal tunnel syndrome.
Cheryl said…
Thanks John. I really appreciate it when you cut to the chase.
melbs1969 said…
Ha. Hahaha! Punny!!
Lauren said…
Nailed it! Hands down!
nonamedufus said…
Puny is my middle name.
nonamedufus said…
I think you've put your finger on it. Yes he was.
nonamedufus said…
So do you think Jill is a hand-maiden, then?
nonamedufus said…
I "saw" what you did there.
Ah... you have no idea how many handy puns you've added to my repertoire. (My colleagues at work do not thank you.)
nonamedufus said…
I'm glad you found this post handy, Paula.

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