Well, Maybe Just a Taste
Susanna, on a diet, said no to the goodies at the party until the chocolate truffles came out, then relented, “Well, maybe just a taste . . .”
Susanna, on a diet, said no to the goodies at the party until the chocolate truffles came out, then relented, “Well, maybe just a taste . . .”
Gwendolyn didn’t mind losing her Obama phone with the new administration; it never worked very well underwater anyway, but she missed the chicken hindquarters the food stamps bought . . .
Wolfgang was back to being a steel worker and bug exterminator. Seems like Geico didn’t want a gecko that couldn’t speak Australian . . .
Charlie couldn’t decide if the blurry reflection was a breeze on the water or if he’d lost count of his beers at the poker game . . .
Jacques had read about a group of hard core, special ops tough guys that called themselves “The Snake Eaters” and thought he’d try it–Not as easy as he had thought . . .
The voting line was long, so Jeremiah, very hungry, ate one of the other voters, but first asked who he was voting for. The polling place monitors said that did not let him vote twice . . .