Wednesday Story Day again. Last week we left Alexis and Ben trying to work out how they were going to get four loads of explosives into their target building. Alexis did not think she could lift the 40 pounds without calling attention to herself. Ben decided he would make four trips into the building using a backpack and disguises. We left the two just as there was someone at the door and Alexis went to let in the pizza guy who she assumes is at the door. Let’s pick it up there.
“Just bring the pizza in.”
“Alexis, I’m not a pizza delivery person. I’m your mother.”
“Oh, my gosh mom. I’m sorry we were expecting a pizza and I just assum─”
“I’m sure. I’m glad you and what’s his name have jobs now and can afford delivery pizza.”
“Mother it’s the same price.”
“Can I come in or are you hiding something.”
“No of course. Come right in. Please make yourself comfortable which will be looking around for anything out-of-place.’
“Alexis I’m surprised you have that opinion of your loving mother.’
“Not an opinion mom.”
“What did you say?”
“Never mind. You remember Ben don’t you?”
“Of course I remember the man sleeping with my daughter. How’s it going, Bob.”
“Ben. It’s Ben Mrs. Worthe.”
“Oh yes. Please forgive me.”
“It’s okay, and Alexis and I are not sleeping together.”
“Thanks for that assurance Ben. It is very comforting and, believe me, I’m sure you would only tell me the truth. Have you been tested for STDs?”
“Yes, ma’am. I mean yes I would tell you the truth and no there is no need for STD testing.”
“Another comforting fact. I feel so relieved. You have anything to drink Alexis?. Besides beer or water I mean.”
“Yes, mother we have some nice wine. Would you like a glass?”
“I would dear. Hold the arsenic please.”
“It’s red. A pinot noir.”
“That’s fine honey. Now, Ben, I’ve been meaning to ask you about the future.”
“The future?”
“Yes. What do you intend to do after college.”
“I’m studying engineering. I plan to be an engineer.”
“What kind of engineer?”
“Electrical.”
“What kind is electrical.”
“Well, I will be able to figure usage and demand for electrical power. I will be able to design and troubleshoot electrical equipment.”
“Like a washer or dryer?”
“Like a large building or rocket or maybe an atomic bomb.”
“Atomic bomb? My goodness, you will be very dangerous.”
“Here’s your wine mother. Ben is one of the brightest there is, and there is nothing he can’t do with electricity.”
“I’m sure. This wine is actually good. There’s your doorbell.”
“Now I think it is the pizza. You staying for dinner mom?”
“How quaint. You didn’t go to too much trouble did you?”
“Yes or no.”
“Yes. I want to talk a little more about this electrical storm here.”
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Oh-oh…yep I think there’s a storm coming all right. Loved the “whale’s mating call thing. Maybe we can throw mama to the orkas… 😀
Another delightful episode to get us over the Wednesday hump. Thanks John.
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Thanks, Teagan. My job is to get behind the productive members of the workforce and push them to the weekend.:-)
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I need to stop coming here with the expectation that things will be more clear than they were last week. We have two people, apparently plotting to blow something up and you introduce a charater that makes me like them. Don’t get me wrong John. I signed up for this and I am enjoying the ride. Hopefully mom works in the building with the C4 at the corners.
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I’ll keep trying to muddy the water for you. If it were real clear you might get bored. (given your propensity to figuring things out)
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No danger of figuring this out John.
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Okay. (You may though)
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Uh, oh, it can never be good when Mom enters the story 😉 (heh, heh) …
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Moms tend to mess around with the plot. Thanks Marie.
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This is going to be awkward. 🙂
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I suppose it will.(you keep meeting the P word on this Day of Atonement)
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Just food in general. I think TV stations do a lot more food ads on Yom Kippur because they know hungry Jews are watching. Seriously, a Little Caesars commercial followed by one for Taco Bell and then another for Carl’s Jr.?
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Torture goyim style
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Almost at the end though. Only problem now is that there’s nothing for me to eat in the house.
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And what’s wrong with only having beer and water? I loved the joke up top…I’ve been there.
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I’m with you.Thanks Jill
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Fancy her mother turning up without pizza. That’s just rude.
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I would say. Thanks for the laugh Keith.
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Uh-oh. If this mom is anything like the mom in your last story, we’d better hold onto our hats! Seriously, I’m hungry for pizza, the sudden.
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Yum. How about a chicken, bacon and green pepper on a white ranch sauce smothered in mozzarella.
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Sounds yummy!! Maybe with a cold one to go?
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Yesssssssssssssssssssss
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When mom gets involved, things can only get more convoluted. I love it!
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Moms have a way of doing that very thing.
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I think Ben is probably an upright chap.
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Who loves explosives.
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True. We must talk to him about that.
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And keep him calm.
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Mom will fix everything…it is a good thing they had some wine!
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I know right?
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Hi John. I’m coming in on this story late, but I enjoyed what I read today. ☺
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Thank you. Never too late.
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Mom should’ve brought the pizza!!
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She would have the potential to be useful if she had.
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It’s a good thing they had the wine. Maybe it will tone down Mom’s acid tongue.
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