It’s time for this week’s Song Title Challenge.
Write a short piece of fiction, around 300 words, using the song title as your story title but don’t listen to the song. You can pick your own genre or use the one suggested to me. Remember to link back to this post so I can find yours.
This week’s song is Earache My Eye by Cheech and Chong and the genre is Crime/Mystery. It was suggested by bumblepuppies.
I have to say, I had fun with this one. I’d love to know what you think.
Earache My Eye
“Yo! Brain! When you gonna tell this body to get itself off this bed? I’m tired of staring at the same spot on the wall.”
“I’m in pain. It hurts too much to move.”
“What’s wrong, Big-B? Where you be hurtin’?”
“I have a terrible earache, my eye. It’s utter agony!”
“That’s too bad, dog. Who hurt your ear? Just show him to me and me an’ my bro will sort him out. Yo, Leftie!”
“Good morning, brother. You are exceptionally loud today. May I enquire as to the reason?”
“Someone went and hurt Big-B’s ear. We’re gonna sort them out.”
“Ah. And with ‘Big-B’ I assume you refer to the esteemed brain who controls this body of ours?”
“Who else, bro? You actin’ dumb with me here?”
“Not at all, brother. So, who is the culprit responsible for this debilitating earache?”
“I have no idea. When I came to this morning it was the first thing I became aware of.”
“So we have a mystery. Gather your wits, brother. The game’s afoot.”
“Go back to sleep, Foot. Leftie’s just doin’ one of those expression-thingies of his.”
“No, don’t, Foot. We’re going to need both of you. Brain, you’ll have to endure the pain. We need to see the room.”
“Okay, I’ll try. I might have to close you for a sec, just until we’re upright. Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow. Sheesh, that hurts. All right, eyes. Do your stuff.”
“Righty ho, brother. You know what to do.”
“Sure thing, bro. Hey, what’s that over there?”
“By golly, I think you broke the case.”
“What? What do you see?”
“It was the hand that gone an’ hurt your ear, Big-B.”
“The hand? But how do you know?”
“Elementary, my dear Brain. I spy with my little…well, me, in the waste basket by the nightstand, an ear bud!”
Copyright © 2014 Herman Kok
Here’s the song. Listen at own risk. (I couldn’t find a video-version with sound that worked. Be thankful 😉 )