NOTE: The toaster shot my bread to the ceiling and gravity sucked the cereal to the floor. The only safe place was counter space.
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From the Oneword “rustling”:
Jean heard rustling in the bushes under the kitchen window. She blasted through the screen door and down the steps banging a pot with a wooden spoon. “Shoo! Shoo!” she yelled into the bushes. The rustling stopped. A rubbery snout with plastic fangs popped out. Jean screamed. “You will be tasty with my elderberries,” a growly old woman’s voice said. “Oh for crissakes, Mother!” Jean huffed. “You’ve been spitting out your pills again haven’t you?!”
August 25th, 2010 at 4:25 pm
Ha! Mom, the merry prankster. That was a fun one. I have a friend who’s mother has Alzheimer’s (nothing funny about that of course), but he has had some pretty kookie story’s over the past year. Nice lite hearted take that made chuckle!
August 28th, 2010 at 1:40 pm
Exactly, all the way around! You hold the spirit of this piece in your light-hearted chuckle. Again, I’m so glad you’re enjoying these shenanigans : )
August 26th, 2010 at 4:36 am
Fantastic flash MissA, from the moment I started reading this I was swept along on the surreal fun of it.
August 28th, 2010 at 1:45 pm
From the king of surreal tweets? Thank you, of course I’ll scurry off with it : )
And I see you’ve left me a surreal tweet-like comment on Jammin’! I’m there…
August 26th, 2010 at 10:47 pm
there’s got to be one in every family. I’m hoping that I will be that one in the future. People will tell stories of me hiding in the bushes or wandering through walmart wearing nothing but a straw hat and pocketbook….
Loved it!
August 28th, 2010 at 1:47 pm
Oh you! You probably will be, sans the bad juju. You’ll simply be a far-out and feisty kookster! And your family will be overjoyed… Heh.
September 11th, 2010 at 12:20 pm
I wanna see you “wearing” that pocketbook, Ms Dee.
September 11th, 2010 at 12:21 pm
I have a new crush on the Green Notes.