DAILY PROMPTS: Tell us about a time when you should have helped someone…but didn’t.
No way. You can’t have all that stuff hanging off you, expecting me to help you clean it off. I don’t recall telling you to smother yourself in that stuff. I don’t like chocolate pudding and I won’t ask how it got there. Help you? Uhm, “not really, I’m kind of busy like a bee” I will say as I glare at you from the corner of my left eye knowing full well I have nothing to do, at the moment. I’ll wonder what exactly is going on with your hair. Can hair do that? Perhaps turn my head a little too far sideways so you won’t see me grinning from ear to neck.
As you walk away in a little highway huff then accidentally slip on the brown goo I was too busy to help you clean off, of course, only then will I burst out laughing. Not because I couldn’t stop myself, but because I notice your whole back is covered in chocolate pudding.
Now I know what you were doing in the kitchen. I certainly didn’t know chocolate pudding could attack you though. Maybe I better watch it next time when I go for a glass of milk. Good grief Charlie Brown! Visit the writer’s blog.