Karma.

Wallace

The howling wind blows off my toupee.

The lady i'm with hysterically laughs.

My face does blush with embarrassment.

Her face turns red because of her hysterical laughter.

An overhead pigeon shits on my wigless baldy head.

She points at me and laughs more hysterically.

Then i slip on a banana skin and land on top of dog shit.

She falls to the ground holding her belly and laughing insanely.

A passing car skids and accidentally runs over her.

No more she laughs.

I'm standing covered in dogs shit laughing.

Yes laughing hysterically.

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 24th, 2018 03:40
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Goldfinch60

    Good fun write, my firts laugh of the day (6:10 am in the UK) - thank you.

    • Wallace

      Ta for comment.



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