A Homonym Too Far
Here is my story for Friday Fictioneers, hosted by Rochelle. This week’s photo was contributed by Rochelle herself!
I apologise in advance.
“This wine cellar is so small. I can feel my claustrophobia coming on.
“Why can I never find anything? There are so many bottles. They need organising.
“It always smells so musty down here.
“Here’s my Chateau Lafite 1869. I want to drink it so much but it cost so much money.
“I can’t cope with all this. Why me? Oh, God, WHY ME? Aaaaargh!”
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“Hi Margo, where’s Tarquin?”
“He’s down in his whine cellar.”
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Tarquin! A perfect name for a whiner
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Yep, a whiner with some expensive bottles.
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Funny, I don’t see anything being sold by this cellar….
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Ha, I did try to incorporate cellar/seller but given the issue with prepositions (in/with etc) it felt too contrived so I kept it simple…
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Enjoyed!
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Thanks!
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Down there with the de pressed grapes?
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Ha 🙂
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Rare expensive wines can have that effect on you. Why would you want to drink them or even sell them, best to lock the cellar door and Tarquin will fell better wiping tables instead.
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I’ve always wondered what people do with these expensive bottles. At least without them he’d have less to “wine” about.
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Thanks for my biggest groan of the day! No apology necessary!
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You’re welcome!
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Quick! Someone call the waaaambulance!
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🙂
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Tarquin needs some cheese with his w(h)ine.
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It might shut him up at any rate!
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A wonderful take, having a cellar of wine you cant drink must be torturous.
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For sure. He certainly does enough w(h)ining about it.
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That was a great pun.
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Thanks!
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😮😯🤨😒😕😲😨😵🥺 You actually WENT THERE. Cute story all the same! LOL
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Yep! I like the full range of emotions in your comment 🙂
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Very funny Ali, love the punch line. Apparently some very posh 100 year old wine tastes vile.
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Imagine the disappointment at the grand tasting!
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for goodness sake, don’t drink and whine. 🙂
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Hee 🙂
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Then again, he could be WITHOUT a whine cellar … 😉
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Very true, he really has nothing to whine about 🙂
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😀
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Nice play on word puns. Fun to read, and nothing to whine about.
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Thanks, I’m glad you liked it!
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That was fun. I wouldn’t whine if I had that wine.
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Some people will whine about anything 😦
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last line is the punch line, great
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I’m glad you liked it!
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Ha! Love it! Everyone needs a whine cellar. 🙂
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It’s nice to have a dedicated place to go for that sort of thing 🙂
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Dear Ali,
No need to apologize. Loved the last line.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Dear Rochelle,
A bit of a groaner, I couldn’t resist!
Ali
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Thanks for the warning, Ali. Cute story.
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I thought I should give people a chance to brace themselves for the punchline 🙂
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🙂
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Great fun, Ali, made me laugh.
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I’m glad you liked it!
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I love the name Tarquin. It always conjures up a picture of a namby pamby mummy’s boy.
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Yes, and also “old money” – seemed the perfect name for a wealthy whiner!
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Oy! I suppose we should feel sorry… errr… yeah. No.
You always give us a laugh!
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Yeah, a quarter million bottle of wine is really nothing to w(h)ine about 🙂
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