Wednesday Story Day – AKA Hump Day

Sad Cat

It is Wednesday Story Time again. Last week we left Ben being invited by Trudy to go into the garage to fetch a gift that she has for him. He is all excited since he believes she has a car in the garage that will be his. Of course, the rest of the world (that’s us) thinks Trudy has some tricks up her sleeve. We can’t wait any longer (although we may want to wait) and should go and see what it is in the garage.
“I’m going to wait until you get back before I go into the garage.”
“Don’t be silly. You go. It’s your gift. Enjoy.”
“I want you to share it with me.”
“Oh, for heaven’s sake. You’re like a child. Okay, let’s open the door together.”
“One, two, three. I can’t see anything?”
“Go in and take a look.”
“Okay. Hey, Trudy. You slammed the door. Open it.”
“I got you now you little twerp.”
“Trudy what are you doing?”
“I’ve got you in the garage. That’s what.’
“But why?”
“Because you need to stay in there until we get to the Cayman’s.”
“We? Who’s we?”
“Mr. Worthe, Alexis, and me.”
“Aw come on. You think this garage is going to hold me?”
“Oh yes, I do. Try to open the door.”
“There is a door opener button right here. All I have to do is push it.”
“Right Ben. Go ahead.”
“Hmmm. Doesn’t work.”
“Go try to lift the garage door.”
“Oof. The door won’t budge.”
“Maybe in ten years it will. It is sealed shut.”
“I’ll just bust through the wall.”
“Good idea little man. Take that shovel and punch a hole.”
“Don’t think I won’t. Ow!”
“What’s the matter King Kong?”
“The shovel bounced off.”
“That is because the walls are twelve inches of concrete.Try this door.”
“AHHHH what the hell?”
“Pretty nice jolt huh Ben. The door is wired. If you touch it again, you’ll take a 50,000 volt slap. Even if you get to the door, it is all metal, and you’ll never get through. Also, no one can hear you in there.”
“Sounds like the door is pretty thin. I can hear you fine.”
“I’m talking through an intercom. Go ahead give us a yell I’ll turn it off. What’s that Ben? Did you say anything? Ha ha ha. I have it on again?”
“Okay, Trudy. What do I have to do to get out of here?”
“That’s just it Ben. I would be so grateful if you would die quickly, so I don’t have to think of you suffering from dehydration. I believe that it will take a couple of weeks without water. Look around Ben there’s no water in there.”
“Trudy please?”
“Sorry Ben. I’m turning off the intercom and the lights. Don’t fight too hard.”

32 comments

  1. Great detail, John. You really are a master of dialog. I’ve seen many try what you achieve, but you are the only one who can pull it off.
    Okay Father /Agent Lightfoot… Better hurry!
    Have a wonderful Wednesday. Mega hugs

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    1. Thank you and a big Hug, Teagan. You happen to have the good Father’s phone number? 🙂

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      1. Ummm… 1-800-555-HELP 😀

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      2. Dialing now. 😀

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  2. Wow! Trudy certainly had more than a trick up her sleeve. I hope the FBI priest remembers the address. Well done John. I knew it was coming and you still spun my head.

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    1. Thanks, Dan. I still smell gas don’t you?

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      1. I also have severe doubts about Ben’s level of resourcefulness.

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      2. He is a minus three on a ten scale.

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  3. Brutal! Nicely done, John!

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  4. Wonder if such a garage is up to code. Bye, Ben.

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    1. Yeah it passed inspection before all the concrete and steel was added. Thanks, Charles.

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      1. At least she got the paperwork first.

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  5. It’s probably safer in there, and quieter.

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    1. Much quieter. 😀

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  6. Geraldine Lennon · ·

    Oh dear. THAT’s the problem, I never owned a garage with an electric door opener.
    Having watched 3 episodes of “Forensic Files” last eve, I am not totally freaked out. Ben, Ben are you still alive?

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    1. Thanks, Geri. Let’s see three weeks and we have a bloated whale.

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  7. Trudy is pretty diabolical, eh! Poor old Ben! Maybe he has a trick or two up his sleeve…

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    1. He doesn’t even have his shirt, let alone a sleeve. We can hope though eh?

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      1. Yes, hope for “Deus ex machina”!

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  8. Yikes! That Trudy is a real witch! The mystery of the locked, wired garage. The optimist in me is hoping Ben will find a way out — but if I were him, I’d wait until after they’ve left for the islands, just to be on the safe side.

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    1. Yeah, but I think I smell gasoline. Don’t you?

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  9. Make Trudy open the door…
    I bet it felt good to write this portion.

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    1. Ha ha ha. You are so right. 🙂

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  10. You really have Ben in trouble now, John. I hope someone comes to his rescue. 😦 — Suzanne

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    1. I have placed him in a bad situation. Is that petrol I smell?

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  11. I can’t believe it’s over for dear old dimwitted Ben. As much as he didn’t see it coming, even when he thought he saw it coming, it just can’t be over. Yet.

    This is going to be a tough one to get out of though. Hmmm.

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  12. Good riddance.
    Can we get to the part where Mrs W takes on Donald Trump for the presidency now?

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    1. Ha ha ha. She just called her hairdresser for backup.

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