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A Day In The Life (standard:Fan Fiction, 1196 words)
Author: Reid LaurenceAdded: Feb 12 2006Views/Reads: 3324/2163Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A typical hum drum day around the house turns into something peculiar! Read on and find out...
 



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“I don't think so. Didn't we just have Chinese a few days ago?” 

“Hey, I know!” I remarked, thinking that I'd just had a real brainstorm.
“How about some French!? Whaddaya think a that? Good idea, huh?” 

“Oh, you know those French portions,” replied my wife. “An hour later
and I'm hungry again.” 

“Well now you're do'in all the complaining,” I said, getting tired of
making suggestions that weren't going anywhere. “When you decide what 
you want, tell me an I'll go get it.” 

“Ah, you suck,” said Mary out of nowhere, angry with me, I thought,
after telling her she was doing more than her share of the complaining, 
and so I subtly replied with a poignant but deliberate... “you suck!” 

“Oh yeah,” she said, working herself up to a full head of Irish tempered
steam...”you suck!” 

“You!” I countered. 

“You!” she answered, but getting a hold of myself and the maddened beast
within us all, I calmed down long enough to make one final suggestion. 
“Look,” I said. “We're not getting anywhere like this. I just 
remembered how much you like Mexican. So how about it? Will that do?” 

“Oh...Mexican,” she answered, in that smooth, cool voice of hers she
uses whenever things begin to go right. “Yeah, that's the ticket! Great 
idea!” 

“Fine,” I said. “I'll go get it. I won't be gone long. Why don'tcha see
whatever else you can get done around the house. Ya might find yerself 
in a better mood when you see you've made some progress.” 

One short hour later, I was back with what I'd promised, knocking on our
back door to get my wife's attention, but little did I know, that the 
dinning room table was looking wonderful, the lights were dimmed, the 
house was spotless, and Mary was dressed in a beautiful black evening 
dress that she wore for just such occasions. “C'mon in,” she said. “I'm 
starved, what took so long?” 

“Don't just stand there,” I replied, feeling just about as anxious as
she was. “Help me in with ‘im, he's heavy.” 

“Oh boy, he's a big one,” she remarked. “Where'd ya find ‘im?” 

“Does it matter?” I said. “Here, I'll count one, two, three, an on
three... we'll lift ‘im up on the table okay?” 

“Okay” 

“One, two, and three,” and on the count of three, the two of us had
successfully gotten dinner to the table. “Now that wasn't so hard, was 
it?” I asked. 

“No,” answered my wife. “Now then,” she continued. “Who gets first
bite?” 

“You bit the last one first,” I replied. “By the time I got to ‘im, he
was near dry.” 

“Oh yeah,” replied my wife. “Speaking of dry. Remember that Chinese dude
I brought home last week? By the time I got to ‘im, he looked like a 
prune. You sucked ‘im dry, you piggy.” 

“Oh yeah,” I replied. “You suck!” 

“Oh I do, do I? Well, lemme tell you somethin' buster. You suck!” 

“You!” 

“You!”


   


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