
Scott strutted around the kitchen, head swinging to and fro, red curls swaying in time to the music. “Oh yeah, that’s it,” he declared, throwing out something between a Michael Jackson thrust and a Travolta finger pointing thing.
The toaster popped, and he set to slathering the perfectly browned bread with jelly found in the fridge. His backside kept the beat. Finished, he licked the knife clean and popped it back into the jar.
“Hey, that’s my jam!” came a distressed cry from the kitchen doorway.
“Yeah man. Turn it up!”
“No you idiot, that’s my jam.”
“Oh. It’s delicious.”
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Ha ha ha! That was a fun one!
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Thanks Dale!
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I could just see this.
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Thanks Sandra!
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There’s endless fun to be had with misunderstandings of words. But he got it, if not contrition, in the end
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Yeah, I think he got it in the end! Thanks Neil!
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Haha, nice play on words, gave me a chuckle 🙂
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Thanks Iain, Glad you liked it!
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Wonderfully descriptive, like I was there watching! Nice one Russell.
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Thanks Keith!
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This was so visual, I could see it like a movie in my head 🙂
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So glad you liked it!
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Roommates that will soon be parting ways — or maybe not. Oscar Madison and Felix Unger lasted several seasons together…
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They definitely did!
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