Written for Photo Challenge, Mindlovemiseryâs Menagerie #507
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âDo I need to point out the obvious, George?â
âIâd rather you didnât, Martha, but seeing as how Iâm a captive audience, I have no choice, now do I?â
âNone. Clearly youâve managed to get us lost âŠ. again.â
âNonsense! I know exactly where we are.â
âOf course you do. Itâs the same road weâve been on for the last hour.â
âIâm rather fond of this road, Martha. I believe the beauty of the straight line is lost on most people.â
âYou are a blathering idiot, George. The only thing lost is us. Just admit you made a wrong turn 100 miles back.â
âNever! The only wrong turn I ever made, Martha, was the one down the aisle on our wedding day.â
âYou are a beast and I loathe you! Turn the car around, George.â
âI will do nothing of the kind. I am the master of my steed and I say âOnward!â
âWhat you are is a master asshole, George, with about as much sense as that cactus.â
âAnd you, Martha, are a bellowing cow in the throes of labor.â
âYou do realize weâre going to die out here, donât you, George? The vultures are already circling overhead.â
âOh, donât be so melodramatic, Martha.â
âLook! There seems to be some sort of rest area up ahead. Stop and ask for directions, George.â
âOver my dead body, Martha! Over my dead body!â
NAR©2024
NB: This is my first story about George & Martha. They’re so much fun, I need to write about them more often.
This is Steppenwolf and âBorn To Be Wildâ
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