Furious, she found her big brown handsome man, the finest pumpernickel she’d ever seen, snuggled against that plain piece of white bread, both now somehow occupying the same bread wrapper.
His infidelity enraged her so that she grabbed them both, shoved them into the death machine, one in each slot and while depressing the lever, screamed “You’re toast!”
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4 thoughts on “Don’t Mess With The Rye”
Funny and wonderful sensory writing!
This one made me laugh out loud and what a great metaphor it was. You’re Toast! Very clever.
This one made me laugh out loud too! I needed that laugh after a long week.
I am still smiling when I think of it. Just brilliant! Thank you.
JL, thank you so much for your kind comment. One thing the world doesn’t have enough of is laughter…and kindness. I checked out your website – Wonderful!!!!