Before we get to Wordzzlin' please take a moment to go by Ivanhoe's place. She is trying to help find a home for 2 dogs. The dogs can't be separated and their person can't keep them anymore. If you think you can help please check it out HERE
spring fever, coyote, Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, birds of a feather, broken camera, artificial flavoring, cane, garage, ask and it is given, gay
glorious, sugar and spice, premature baldness, gargoyles, campaign trail
Even though it was still winter Blanche had a serious case of spring fever. She grabbed her cane and took off down the walk. It was a glorious day and she was glad to feel the sun on her face.
She decided to stop by the local garage and check on all the latest town gossip. Most people thought women liked to gossip but after working with mostly men all her life Blanche knew they were the real gossip hounds.
The door to the garage was open and as she approached Blanche could clearly hear dialogue from one of her all time favorite movies. “Watching Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid again Max?” she asked as she entered. Max paused the movie and laughed, “I bet I still haven’t seen it as many times as you have Blanche.” Blanche joined in the laughter, “We’re birds of a feather Max. A movie with either Paul Newman or Robert Redford in it is a good movie, together they’re a treasure.”
Blanche settled into one of the large armchairs in the office. “Want some coffee lady?” Max asked. Blanche nodded. “And how about some of this new sugar and spice creamer?” Blanche shook her head “It’s full of artificial flavoring Max, just a bit of real milk will do.” “Ask and it is given” Max said with a flourish as he handed Blanche a giant mug.
“So Max what’s the latest round town?” Blanche started laughing before Max responded, his stories were always entertaining. “The new reporter at Haystack News just did a pictorial on the gargoyles at the old library. He spent hours climbing trees to get the perfect perspective before he realized he was shooting with a broken camera. You’d think that was the dumbest thing to happen this week but Corky Cornfield had every cop in town running around in circles.” Blanche was laughing so hard she had to set her coffee mug down. “Not the coyote again!” “Oh yes” Max shouted, “the coyote again. I can’t believe Chief Chowder still responds with such enthusiasm. The whole county knows that every time Corky gets drunk he thinks the damn dog is a coyote.”
”What about the mayoral campaign Max? How’s that going?” Max was practically jumping up and down in his chair with delight. “Oh Blanche! DC’s got nothin’ on us. The campaign trail is becoming littered with nuts. Dick Sourpower has decided to throw his hat in the ring.” Blanche couldn’t hide her surprise. “Dick Sourpower!? But he’s such a …. a …” “A dick?” Max asked. “Yes Max, a dick. Remember when he tried to close down the local theater because he was afraid all the actors were gay? Max shook his head over and over. “Well Dick thinks he has a new scandal now. He wants to sue the new Middle Eastern market. Swears their food causes premature baldness.” “But Dick’s not going bald” Blanche said. “I know darling, I know. His wife is.”
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16 comments:
Brilliantly done as always. I felt good after reading this. Made me feel warm and happy. I love all your names. Dick Sourpower is great.
I hope they find a new home for the doggies.
I've been to a Middle Eastern market and the thing that strikes me is this... howcome at a buffet, they're all concerned with sneeze guards and whatnot, but you don't seem to need one with food you scoop out yourself? And yet, buffet food without sneeze guards makes me more nervous than how people scoop spicy raisins into a bag.
Hey, I hope things are going well for you on the job/disability help front. Having injured myself recently makes me realize again how you can do some things sometimes but not others. Still can't scrub pots and the like, and it would be a *good* thing to take a break from that if everyone else did a good job of it instead of always being up to me. :]
Dianne, you know I don't do Wordzzle anymore but you have done a great job! :)
Well done as usual.The words don't call attention to themselves but fit right in.
I'll remember to stay out of that market just in case. My wife would look funny without hair.
Good one, Dianne. I love Dr.John's "The words don't call attention to themselves..." That's a good one too
Hope doing the wordzzle means you're feeling a bit better.
That had me laughing out loud. It reminded me of why I like Lillian Jackson Braun's The Cat Who books so much. Just that small town feel.
Very well done. You also had me laughing.
Good read! I enjoyed your stories very much.
Dick Sourpower? Corky Cornfield? Have you been watching "Okalahoma"?
Loved all the names. How about using Penis Cranium next time? That's the medical term for dickhead.
Rich
What a hoot! I love all of your stories, true and otherwise.
The ending had me howling! Great stuff Dianne.
Ha. Dick Sourpower. What a great porn name that would be. Cheers Di!!
Dianne, I love your story. Great names, good flow of subject and required words/phrases, and a really great last line. Very well done.
Thank you for the linky, Di :o) Looks like the girls found their new home after all. Oh the power of the internet!
((hugs))
Hope a home is found for the two dogs...you are so wonderful, you know that?
Standing to applaud!
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