She: “I’m fading. Can we call it a night?”
He: “What? No strawberries? Nights should come with strawberries. Especially yours. But they should also come with posts. I need a post for this weekend. Post haste.”
She: “Light post?”
He: “After yesterday’s, it probably should be. Hey, waitaminute …”
She: “Fence post?”
He: “That’s what I was afraid of. En garde!”
She: “Don’t you go postal on me!”
He: “How can I? I don’t have a post yet!”
She: “You don’t? What do you call this, then? Wrap it up and post it. It’s nighttime.”
He: “What? No strawberries?”
– O Ceallaigh
Copyright © 2009 Felloffatruck Publications. All wrongs deplored.
All opinions are mine as a private citizen.
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What, no post script?
By: Susan at Stony River on October 24, 2009
at 02:38
Thanks to you, Susan, there is now …
By: The Amoeba on October 24, 2009
at 05:20
You got outpunned? Back on your feet, man!
By: Doug on October 24, 2009
at 02:40
Gotta hand it to her, Doug. This time, she was Top Pun.
By: The Amoeba on October 24, 2009
at 05:21
I believe that should read, “Wrap it up and Post-it®, my love.
😉
By: Quilly on October 24, 2009
at 09:59
Free advertising, Q? Tsk, tsk …
By: The Amoeba on October 24, 2009
at 10:25
ROFL!!!!
By: Jientje on October 24, 2009
at 10:11
I hope it’s carpeted, Jientje.
By: The Amoeba on October 24, 2009
at 10:25
I am so glad you put this up. Had you not all these folks would have come by and tripped over the post hole.
By: Quilly on October 24, 2009
at 15:13
Couldn’t have that, Q. Didn’t wish to have this post posted.
By: The Amoeba on October 25, 2009
at 05:56
You two are destined for post-erity!
And let me guess. . . you eat Post Toasties for breakfst?!
By: Mocha with Linda on October 24, 2009
at 15:19
Are you saying we need to be dieting, Mocha? No, wait, that would be posterior-ity, wouldn’t it. Sorry.
By: The Amoeba on October 25, 2009
at 05:57