Written for Friday Fictioneers where we’re given a photo
and asked to let it inspire us to create something magical
in 100 words or less. This is my 100-word inspired creation.
“Ungrateful … bastard … son-of-a-bitch … always telling me what to do … when to do it … waiting on him like a motherless child … picking up after him … cooking three meals a day … seven days a week … cleaning … cleaning … cleaning … and what’s my reward … an unwelcome fuck at 3 AM … pig … I … have … had … enough!”
Carla’s thoughts raced through her head like a locomotive engulfed in flames.
“You gonna cook that pizza or beat it to death?’ he snarled.
He died instantly. Death by rolling pin.
NAR©2024
100 Words
This is a live acoustic cover of The Allman Brothers’ “Whipping Post” performed by Matie Cummings and Jeremy Edge
making an attempt at humor. Circa 1965.
All text, graphics and videos are copyright for The Sicilian Storyteller, The Elephant’s Trunk and The Rhythm Section and are not for use by anyone without permission. NAR©2017-present.
The Elephant's Trunk 
Dear Nancy,
He had it coming. 😉 Too bad he slammed his head into her rolling pin thirty-six times. Good story, Nancy.
Shalom,
Rochelle
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Hahaha!! Great comment, Rochelle! You had me laughing out loud at that one! 😂
Peace!
🕊️
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Now all she has to do is find a pizza pit big enough …. to hide the evidence. Wonderful graphic tale, with a just ending.
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Haha! Yes, that’s very true!
Thanks so much for reading.
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Picky hey? Not really. I’m thinking death by rolling pin was probably too good for him. 3am????
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Serious consideration was given to poisoning the mozzarella but this Sicilian would be hard pressed to commit such a travesty!
Thanks for reading.
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I was cackling with delight while reading. This couple is a lot like my mom and stepdad’s relationship. She never complained though, I think she was conditioned to believe this was her place in the world. She was devastated and rudderless after he died.
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The lost and downtrodden women who no longer own their own identity. They hate the life they’re in but can’t find their way alone. That’s a damn shame.
So glad you got a few cackles from this one, Lisa. It was a fun write!
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I think this cathartic moment is worth everything that comes after. Great story.
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Thanks, GH. The only more satisfying end to this cretan would have been poisoned mozzarella on his pizza followed by a slow and excruciating death!
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Hehehehe. But that lacks the crunch of the skull breaking, and the surprise on his face.
Writers are bloodthirsty people…
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Exactly. And this Sicilian would never ruin a perfectly good mozzarella in any way!
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She’s one angry woman. That litany of grievances, building up, and his final jibe like a match to tinder. Pow. Got him in one blow. Good for her.
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Somebody’s got to clean the crap out of the pig sty; might as well be her.
Thanks, Margaret!
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I love this cover
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Really good to know. I wanted a woman’s voice for this story.
Thanks, Mangus!
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Justifiable homicide.
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Absolutely!
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Ha! Serves him right!!
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I do believe I agree!
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Hell hath no fury than a scorned woman with a rolling pin!
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Except my mother with a frying pan! 😂
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Short, sharp and oh so sweet! May easily replace pineapple on pizza! 😂😂 Bet he didn’t have to ask her twice! 🤣
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Damn straight, girlfriend!
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Oh, I saw that one coming!
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Too bad he didn’t! 😂
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I hope he forked off after that.
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Stick a fork in him; he’s done! 🍴
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I wonder if she went on missing her late night Scr&……
Your stories remind me of where Bruce goes with his:
I hope you don’t mind me sharing.
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You mean her 3-second grunt? Not likely!
Nope; I don’t mind one bit. Gave me a good excuse to play this 🍉
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I can’t believe it has the same name. Great ‘jive piece’. Love it.
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Ah, you’re not familiar? Happy to make the introduction!
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To hell with the rolling pin. I’d top the pizza with something that worked slowly and (extremely) painfully
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I like how you think.
Are you Sicilian?
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Bet she has one heck of a left hook.
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Yep. She’s called the Sicilian Sidewinder!
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I can imagine the aftermath. She’ll be jailed, Women she’s never even met will mount a campaign for a retrial. They will be ignored. The campaign wlll grow, Politicians will act. She will be carried shoulder high from the appeal courtroom
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OMG, Neil! I think I can even hear the music!
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🙂
How cathartic is writing …? 😀
(We need to see a date-stamped photo of you husband today, please.) 😀
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BWAHAHAHAHA!!! 😎
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Like all difficult marriages, happiness is sudden.
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Ooooops, posted too early.
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🤣
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And fleeting! 😂
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Haha! He should have known better
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Yeah, and ducked!
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😅😅😅
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dangerous those rolling pins lol…
I like the ending 🤭
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In the right hands …. definitely.
Thanks Destiny.
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my pleasure 🤍
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Officer! I have no recollection of what happened. One minute I was making pizza, the next, the rolling pin went flying. Slipped right out of my hands and onto his head. Helluva thing..
Love this, Nancy. He had it coming. .
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Funny how that happens!
Loved that video clip!
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Some things just can’t be explained…
i love that movie.
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