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Wednesday, January 11, 2017

FF: Grounded

After 30 Missed Calls from Mom, when panic creeps in and you confess the truth


"Sorry Mom, I was drunk out of my head when I built that track-road. I am not sure what"


For a moment she is fine, then she sees the rail-road whatever...and hell breaks loose


I am grounded for a week.

Thank you. Signing Off.
Bob the Builder

PHOTO PROMPT © C.E. Ayr
PC: Ce Ayr
This post is written for Friday Fictioneers

8 comments:

  1. I have three sons. I get it :)

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    1. :-) I am sure
      Thanks for dropping by Linda :-)

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  2. Haha! A drunk Bob the Builder! What a funny take on the prompt :-)

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  3. I can just see him in his lop-sided yellow hard hat! Delightful.

    ...when I grow up! My tale.

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    1. Sometimes I see him like that too..

      Thanks for dropping by Keith :-)

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