In Keith’s words. “Using this photo (below) as inspiration, write a short story, flash fiction, scene, poem; anything, really; even just a caption for the photograph. Either put your offering (or a link to it) in a comment or email it to me at keithchanning@gmail.com before Sunday evening UK time. If you post it on your own blog or site, a link to this page would be appreciated, but please do also mention it in a comment here.
Go on. You know you want to. Let your creativity and imagination soar. I shall display the entries next time.”
The photo.
Yes Dear by John W. Howell © 2022
Here comes the wife. I’ve got this snake right where I want him. If I stop playing, he will strike, and I am a dead man.
“Good morning Ravi.”
“Mum hum.”
“Is that all you can say on a glorious day like today?”
“Mum hum.”
“We have some things that you and I need to discuss.”
“Um?”
“Could you put down that silly punji and talk to me?”
“Muff a luffla.”
“I can’t understand you. I think you are playing off key too.”
“Mamfp.”
“Okay if you are not going to stop, here’s what I have to say. First of all you seem to spend a lot of time here in the marketplace yet I don’t see any mony coming home.”
“Ruggerle rap.”
“That’s not all. We have the need to fix the roof. Where are we going to get the money?”
“Merp?”
“My shoes have holes and I can’t even affored the newspaper to fill them.”
“Uk?”
“Those paans make my mouth water yet we can’t affored even one.”
“Upt.”
“I give up. Either stop this stupid nonsense with the basket and snake or I’ll have to ask my mother to come live with us to help.”
“Eeek. Alright my dear. I’ve stopped playing and soon your troubles will be over.
“You going to get a job?”
“Better. My snake and insurance policy will be all you need.”
“I don’t want that ugly snake.”
“Yes dear.”
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Understandable, John, but it’s difficult to respect a man who takes the coward’s way out.
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Ha ha ha. Good point.
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😁
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Can’t say I blame him.
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Ha ha ha. 😁
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I agree with him. From his facial expression, I got, “Oops, this isn’t my snake…”
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That’s a good one, GP. 😁
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Yikes! Maybe it’s time to break up the act.
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I think it might be too late. 😁
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Good one, John. These days most newspapers are only good for stuffing in your shoe.
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Ha ha ha. I think so too. Thanks, Jill.
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Snake insurance? 🤣 Another clever story to lighten the day, John. Have a good one!
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Ha ha ha. Thanks, Gwen. 😁
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That story has a certain bite to it. A little too certain.
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Take three fingers and call me in the morning.
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I might double that as a precautionary measure…
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Good idea.
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LOL!
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Thank you, Deborah. 😁
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Sounds like he’s about to change jobs from a snake charmer to an escape artist.
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One can only hope. Thanks, Tim. 😁
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Yikes, talk about being between a rock and a hard place! Poor man. Faced with having the MIL move in or the certain death-by-snake? Maybe he could keep playing while getting up slowly, then hope he’s fast enough to out-slither the snake??
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Your version of the story is very kind. Nope cobra strikes and that’s it. 😁
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I never would have thought that this photo would be part of a fatal domestic drama!
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Ha ha ha. A Greek tragedy.
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Lol! Such a tragedy and what a tough choice!
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Yes it is. 😊
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I might take the snake bite over the wife too, John. What a great story with some chuckles and a twist of darkness in there too.
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Ha ha ha. Thanks, Diana.
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That’s one policy I wouldn’t want to use!
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Ha ha ha. Thanks, Denise.
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Oh boy… Methinks there was a break in communication – about to become permanent!
Your mind is a wild and crazy place, John.
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It is wild, Dale. Thank you. 😊
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🙂
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Funny you mentioned snakes here, John. Not funny ha-ha, but funny ironic. I was mowing the lawn (what’s left of it) a few days ago when I experienced a “thump” on the front of my push mower. Here, it was a snake who bounced off my mower and slithered off down the hill to regain its senses. The snake and the mower appeared to be unharmed, but it was the first one I’ve seen in the 17 or so years living at our home. If we have more dry summers like this, I may have to invest in some snake charming equipment…🙂
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I’m glad the snake and mower were okay, Bruce. 😊
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They say to beware what you ask for! Nice work, John.
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Than you, Staci. 😁
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Ouch! What a way to go … but I guess the alternative would have been worse 😉
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Maybe so. Thanks, Marie.
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Tough choice. Well done, John.
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I don’t think he thought so. Thanks, Dan
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Haha! A man of few words—a strategy I often employ with my wife.🤣
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Good strategy. Thanks, Pete.
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Haha, good one!
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Glad you liked it, Priscilla
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Oh my goodness! John, this is a riot. Hugs on the wing.
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Thanks Teagan.
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I will take the snake’s bite for 1,000 Alex. . .
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Ha ha ha.
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🙂
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Hahaha!
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