by Gita Smith
“Today’s special is grilled kosher salami, sunnyside up eggs, buttered toast, coffee included.”
Marty flicked a last glance at the menu, then nodded. Darlene registered his spit colored eyes.
“Need a morning paper, Hon?”
“Paper napkins. Yes.”
Darlene nodded confirmation to a waiting Agent Betty at the grill.
Alien Outlanders never survived the salami special.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Nothing Escapes Darlene
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4 comments:
Nice. Original. Works.
You flash-crack me up!
That was no bologna!
good stuff. i like the image of a waitress who's familiar with the giveaways of aliens.
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