The Mad Shed

Johnnie came home from wo­rk and found Marie in tears.

What's the matter babe? he asked.

"Ronnie's left me" she sobbed.

"Who's Ronnie?", Johnnie was puzzled.

"The man I've been seeing while you've been at w­ork"

"What? How long has this been going on?" Johnnie blurted out.

Marie lowered her head. "Ever since you started knocking off that trollop in the ice cream van".

"But she didn't mean anything, she was just a cheap tart" Johnnie explained.

"I'll kill her". "Innit", she replied in a voice that would freeze ethanol.

There was a knock at the door. It was the sister of the ice cream tart, who shouted "Oi, my sister's pregnant you bastard, whatcha gonna do about it innit?"

Marie shouted back "Don't look at me you stupid cow, I'm a woman, or at least I was until the sex chan­ge".

"Sex cha­nge?" yelled Johnnie. "Sex ch­ange? When did that happen?"

Marie was now angry. "You'd ha­ve noticed if you hadn't been spending all your time with that ice cream slag, you f***ing bastard!"


To be continued...

Ice cream tart?

I hate cliffhangers just when the series is suddenly cancelled

Ok, here’s the next cliffhanger:

“It’s not your baby”.

What's not my baby??

Who’s not their baby?

See, the audience is engrossed in the story already.

*are

One audience. Singular.
Is.

One audience, one pumpkin.

One dream, one soul,
One pri­ze, one goal,
One golden glance of what should be.

(It's a kind of magic...)

Runaway wrote: ↑

Wed Oct 28, 2020 9:02 pm

One dream, one soul,
One pri­ze, one goal,
One golden glance of what should be.

What do you mean?

It's a luxury saying.

As long as it isn't poetry.

Ah yes, that reminds me. I haven't contributed any poetry to the forum recently.

I shall do so very soon.

Thanks for the timely reminder. The members will be very grateful.

The members are always grateful for timely interventions.

No interventions for me, please.

I need to finish the job.