Wednesday, September 25, 2024

The Last Straw

 


So what's wrong with this one?

"There's no umbrella."

There is also no Sun.

"There aren't any cushions on the chairs."

We're not buying them.  We're just eating.

"Shouldn't that rack have something on it?  Maybe they are closing or something."

Maybe there was bread on the rack and someone bought it.

"This is obviously a table for three.  There's only two of us."

I thought you said you were hungry?

"Shouldn't that pepper be darker?  Why is it so white, like the salt?"

Wanda, there isn't anyone else, but I'm leaving you.

"John?  What's wrong?"



Bye Wanda.  Take care.




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