I’m glad the wives agreed to this weekend away. They probably think we’re just drinking beer, and telling fart jokes. I love my wife, but…. my ears were tired. The average woman uses twice as many words in a day as a man.
It’s so nice to be out here all by myself with Nature, – uh, and you guys…. Whuh?? Okay! I’ll be quiet. I know how. One time, as a kid, I almost starved. Wouldn’t tell my parents I was hungry. Pass me another beer, willya? I think those beans we had for supper are startin’ to come through.
Click above to hear Eric Carmen extol his solitude, and go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.
“Just look at that. Not only are all the flowers dead and dried up, but now they’re all coated with ice.”
“There’s no use complaining dear. It’s Nature’s plan. Summer turns to winter, and all the plants die off and turn brown. Next spring they’ll all be lush and green again. It’s called the Cycle of Life.”
“That’s easy for you to say honey. You’re from the Upper Michigan Peninsula – but you married a Southern Gentleman. This is Atlanta! Damn those Canadians and their polar vortexes and their Arctic jet streams!”
‘Grumble, gripe, bitch, bitch’
Go to Rochelle’s Addicted to Purple site and use her Wednesday photo as a prompt to write a complete 100 word story.