Julia Terrace
Middletown, Connecticut
Bob Kimball: Here, Bert. I got you Subway.
Bert: What kind of sub?
Bob Kimball: Meatball Marinara, with Provolone.
Bert: *takes a bite* I'm done.
Jasmine: You only took one bite! Can't waste food!
Bert: I didn't want Subway! I wanted KFC! A bucket of chicken!
Bob Kimball: Well, I didn't go to KFC!
Bert: Can't you do anything right?
West Virginia Hillbilly: Yeehaw! Who wants some moonshine? *flashing an almost toothless smile*
CleoNA924: *whacks the hillbilly with a cartoon mallet* Who is this dude?
Me: No idea!
West Virginia Hillbilly: *out cold with cartoon stars floating above him, and his tongue sticking out*
CleoNA924: *sees an old blue Ford truck with a West Virginia license plate on it* We don't even know this fella.
This story was written on Saturday, June 24th, 2023. (St Jean Baptiste Day Canada)
A/N Bert, you can't waste food like that! Too many starving families! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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