A title a day helps keep the doldrums away. From the snickery book of real titles, Scouts in Bondage and other violations of literary propriety, ed. Michael Bell. As a writing exercise, can you create a story from these without nudging and winking, but also without losing humor?

Today

Willie’s Ordeal, by Amy Grey

pub. Religious Tract Society, London, [c. 1924]

I picture a magician. And a tiger.

Note: This song by The Sweet could meet the criteria, but do you really want to go there?