Welcome Dear Readers and Friday Fictioneers! Well tomorrow’s Thanksgiving and what better way to prepare a huge feast for a house full of turkey gobblers than to write a 100-word appetizer.
Here’s the picture Rochelle over at Rochelle Wisoff-Fields-Addicted to Purple has provided for this week’s Firday Fictioneer shenanigans.
Life on the End of a Styrofoam Cup
Captain Crimony steers the ferryboat with his boot and expertly sips his Irish coffee through a Styrofoam cup he holds between his teeth and plays solitaire.
Thus, Captain Crimony plows through the murky waters of Puget Sound like a willful child plows through a slab of wet cement, day in and day out.
One day, Captain Crimony hits an oil tanker.
Now, Captain Crimony sits on his couch, and expertly sips his Irish coffee in a Styrofoam cup he holds between his teeth, and plays solitaire.
Thus, he awaits his disability checks, day in and day out.
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Until next time . . . I love you