FF – Neat and Tidy
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Dale Rogerson.
“There we go. Ta-da!”
“Hmm, very neat and tidy. Not very safe-looking, though. Propped up like that.”
“Rubbish, it’s fine.”
“Look, your mum’s at the window.”
Creeeeak
“Boys, you’ve been working very hard! Do you fancy a snack? I can whip up…”
CRAAAAASH! Aaaargh!
“Oh, God, nooooooo! Why, God, whyyyyyy? Now we’re gonna have to make our own snacks.”
“Well, shit.”
“Bollocks to that. Pub?”
“Yep. I’m sure she’ll be fine.”
Grooooan…
Categories: Fiction
flash fiction, Friday Fictioneers
i should not be laughing but I am. Hilarious! 😀
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Laugh away 🙂
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The great answer to all problems. The pub
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Always.
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Poor old mum!!
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When they get back she’ll probably be sitting there all bandaged up with snacks made 😦
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Oh dear… What would we do without pubs to run off to?
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We’d have to deal with “consequences” 😮
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We would. And who wants to do that?
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Not me, thanks!
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😀
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A lot of people don’t know of the safety of pubs. Well done humor.
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They must learn!
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Eh, Mum should expect this kind of treatment since the kids keep her locked up in the basement…
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The hospital will be a nice outing for her…
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Sons hey? overflowing with the milk of human kindness.
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My working title was actually “A Lack of Compassion”…
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Shedding a tear and laughing out loud. Hilarious story.
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All the emotions! I’m glad you liked it 🙂
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Poor mum, I hope they raised their glasses to her at the pub!
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Somehow I doubt it… 😦
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Me too!
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I wonder–did Mum bring this on herself by rearing a total bum? “I’m sure she’ll be fine.” Not bothering to check on her, no sense of needing to help her? Sheesh.
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They don’t seem like the nicest lads, do they? 😦
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in the midst of the pandemic, they may find their favorite pub close. what now? 🙂
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I suppose they’d have to go back home and help Mum out from under the wood pile… 🙂
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I suspect they mean’t well but stacking logs needs more practice. less time in the pub and more time building logs, I say. Poor Mum.
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It was a sloppy job right from the start. I suspect they were too eager to get to the pub.
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I can just picture that screen…. and hear the screaming bitch that follows the crash! Great story.
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Maybe they’re better off making a break for the pub 🙂
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Dear Ali
Mum’s crushed. Let’s go to the pub. I hope she wrote him out of the will.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
I’ve decided she’s going to make a full recovery so that’s the first thing she’ll be doing once the bandages come off 🙂
Ali
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Funny!!! A pub drink can help them gather the strength to face mom, if she survived.
Isadora 😎
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Yes, let’s hope they stick with just the one, or Mum will have to dig herself out!
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Laugh, splutter! Those boy-o’s sure have their priorities straight! But those logs really don’t look that well-balanced.
pax,
dora
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No, opening the window was the final straw for the logs. I expect they’ll be back later to rescue Mum and tidy up:-)
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I think she should stop making them snacks! Haha. But, thank goodness for the pub.
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Yes, fewer snacks, more discipline!
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MOL…delicious mum…MOL😸Pawkisses🐾😽💞
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I hope she’s okay!
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It’s not that neat and tidy anymore, with the bloodstains on the window…
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Yet something else the lads will have to clean up when they get home from the pub.
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You’re right – those logs look very precarious. A classic Ali story, with your trademark heartless humour!
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I takes no prisoners, me 🙂
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