Welcome Dear Readers to this week’s Trifecta Writing Challenge. This week we are asked to write a story between 33 and 333 words using the third definition of the word boo: 3 (verb) to show dislike or disapproval of someone or something by shouting “Boo” slowly –
Bob’s Face
“Boo!” Gwen slowly pushed the word from her mouth and put on her glasses to follow along in the script as her boyfriend, Bob, acted out his lines.
“Boo? But Gwen –I haven’t even recited the first line yet.”
“I know, Bob. I wanted to get my criticism out of the way first thing.”
“Captain Splitz! I wouldn’t go into the engine room if I were you. Not without your bull whip!” Bob emoted passionately.
“Funny,” Gwen remarked.
“It’s not supposed to be funny.”
“No, I mean it’s funny I never noticed your ears wiggle when you talk, Bob.”
“What?”
“They do, Bob. Here, I’ve got a mirror in my purse.”
“Gwen, please! I don’t need to see my ears wiggle.”
“Fine. If you don’t want to see your ears wiggle it’s no skin off my nose.”
“Where was I? Oh yes . . . Captain Splitz! I wouldn’t go into the engine room if I were you! Not without your—“
Gwen stifled a little giggle.
“Now what?”
“Nothing Bob, keep going.”
“Captain Splitz! I wouldn’t go— what are you giggling about Gwen!”
“It’s your eyes, Bob.”
“What about them?”
“Funny. I never realized until now they look like two ice-blue eggs, sunny-side up!”
“Gwen, can we please get back to the script?”
“Sure, you don’t want to look at your weird eggy eyes, Bob, it’s fine by me.”
“Captain Splitz! I wouldn’t go in there if I were you! Not without your bull whip!” Bob looked up at Gwen. “Well?”
“Well what?”
“Aren’t you going to say anything about my mouth? Or maybe you want to tell me how weird my hair looks?”
“Bob! How can you say that? I’m nothing if not supportive. How dare you suggest otherwise! You are so lucky to have me as your girlfriend.”
You’re right. I’m sorry Gwen. Bob took a deep breath and began again. “Captain Splitz! I wouldn’t—”
“But your nose does kind of look like a piece of bacon, Bob.”

Until next time . . . I love you
I read this whike brushing my teeth and couldn’t help laughing out loud! I think your drawing with the script line is probably the funniest thing I’ve ever read!!!!
Really? Ah thanks honey. Gosh I’m glad you enjoyed it so much. But as your mother, I hope you weren’t laughing too hard to floss, young lady!
very sweet…in an unnerving sort of way…ha, ha. 🙂
Ha! Yes with a friend like Gwen who needs low self-esteem? 😀
“But your nose does kind of look like a piece of bacon, Bob.” was, as it is often said in these parts, ‘the clincher’ for me. Good stuff.
Thanks Mike. I think I was hungry for breakfast when I wrote it. 😀
Haha! Poor Bob. Great dialogue and, of course, hilarious. 🙂
Thank Ivy! So glad you enjoy it! 😀
Hilarious as usual – What great, great dialogue.
Oh so glad to hear you liked it, Kelly! 😀
You seem to know a thing or two about living with a critic, Linda!
Funny. Love the bacon nose.
Thanks Kymm! 😀
I think my previous comment got lost… but anyway – loved this. Hilarious dialogue and just, well, POOR Bob! And great use of the prompt! Thanks for linking up!
Yes poor Bob, he really needs to dump Gwen post haste!
I want to hear more about Captain Splitz. 🙂
Haha! Yeah me too! 😀