Marcie’s glare said it all. How many times had she brought the party only to discover Jade with some friend of a friend lookin’ for a free ride? Who was this guy anyway, callin’ her the Grinch who stole Christmas!
“Sticks and stones and all that jazz. Come on, he didn’t mean anything by it. Here, have a smoke.”
Marcie snatched the blunt from Jade.
“How’d you two find this place?”
“Marcie and me, we’re some kinda explorers, like Lewis and Columbus.”
“You mean Lewis and Clark.”
“No, I mean like the guys who discovered Ohio.”
“Dude, that was Columbo.”
Thanks to world traveler, Sandra Crook and purple rainmaker, Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for this week’s prompt. Have yourselves a merry little Thursday, everybody & check out more Friday Fictioneers here.
35 thoughts on “A Bridge To Nowhere. Fast.”
Ha ha. This is great, Honie. They got a bit mixed up, but at least they meant what they said. That’s gotta count for something, right? 🙂
It does indeed, Amy. If we’re gonna be wrong, we should at least try to be good at it. 😉
Love this one, Honie. The dialogue is so spot on and fun. The sticks and stones reference is a great tie in to the prompt, without banging us over the head with it. Wonderful!
🙂 I think you’re demob happy. Great story!
Demob, I had to look that up. Never heard it before. Thanks, Sandra.
I am fairly certain I went to school with them back in the 60’s. In fact I know I did, I think they hung out under the trestle.
Yep, under the trestle, that’s where you’ll find ’em. 🙂
No doubt Norm Crosby was at that party, too. 😉 I’ll admit I got a little lost in the hilarious dialogue as to who was saying what…but I guess they were too stoned to care so why should I? I’m sure I’ve met these people…come to think of it they were our next door neighbors in our first apartment a hundred years ago.
Thanks for giggles
I think I confused myself a bit too.
The Giggle Giver
This was a hoot. Then, when I was laughing too hard, I read your ‘no tiaras or live chickens’ notice and lost it. Thanks for the laughter.
There are those who’d boost a blog post for a nice tiara, and don’t get me started on the bootleg chicken underground, the BCU, as it’s called in certain spam circles. Many’s the comment that has been intercepted by akismet uncovering plots to perpetrate such dastardly deeds.
Friend of a Friend,
I hear silly conversations like this on the bus many, oh far too many days… I struggle not to step in and correct people (or try to smack some sense into them).
I struggle with that too.
I think I’ve heard these same guys under another bridge! Thanks for the smile.
Hanging out under bridges, one’s bound to hear some odd conversations. 😉
Sad as it is I believe I over heard this as well! lol
Under a bridge? 😃
Hi Honie. I enjoyed this piece. Love the ending, also particularly being a Columbo fan.
I wondered if anyone would remember Columbo.
The dude who discovered Ohio? I must have missed that day in history class!
Very funny story–good job!
So did Jade.
Ha.. yes that was most excellent.. wonder if there was any weed somewhere…
Well, certainly the friend of a friend didn’t bring any. Mooching slacker! 😉
Ha! This is hilarious, and I had almost forgotten how much I loved Columbo! Thanks for the smile!
My pleasure. Smiles are the house special.
This is awesome!!
Ha, so I have Detective Colombo to thank for my state of residence. I should’ve known it. He was always a bright guy.
Master of the whodunit. 😉 This conversation sounds very similar to one I heard at the library recently. I have to restrain myself when I hear people talking like they know what they’re talking about.
You? Having to restrain yourself? I don’t believe it for a minute. 😉
I’ve gotten much better about it in public places.
Oh, snort. This is soooo good. Well done
disclaimer: drug addiction is no laughing matter. stupidity, on the other hand, is freakin’ hilarious! Thanks for stopping by.