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For Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers photo prompt
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Why do you always leave the car in a mess?
A mess? You’re talking rubbish.
Exactly, I am talking rubbish, your rubbish. Also, it stinks of burgers again!
I prefer that to how it smelt when you came back from the swimming pool yesterday, it stank of chlorine.
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Just look at the kitchen, when I left it was neat and tidy, now it’s a bombsite!
I’ve been cooking a romantic meal for us.
Romantic? As usual I’ll have to clear up. What’s that over there?
Your favourite dessert, sticky toffee pudding.
Stinky toffee pudding more like.
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They love each other really!
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PHOTO PROMPT © Rochelle Wisoff-Fields


Whatever it takes to get through to tomorrow, eh?
Whatever! Thanks, Neil.
Married folk. pretty much why I choose not to count myself among them.
Me too, Jodi!
Dear Keith,
What’s wrong with the smell of chlorine, I ask you. To me that’s fine perfume. 😉 Love the banter.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Haha, I thought of you as I was writing it – I knew I’d get a response!
There’s no pleasing some people 😜
So true!
😜
Keith, I love these marital back and forths. You got me smiling 🙂
Me too, Lisa!
A couple of long standing, I don’t doubt! Of course they love each other; it’s why they bitch so much!
Life would be dull if they agreed on everything!
You ain’t jokin’!
Realistic humor and play on words leading to the stinky toffee pudding was a great ending
Thanks so much. Prior!
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A natural comedy duo
Indeed, Beth!
Oscar and Felix live!
Yeah!
Seems like they love the mess, and it keeps them together.
Something they have in common!
it looks like they’re made for each other. 🙂
Ma and Pa Kettle, if you’re old enough to remember them. Or Fibber McGee and Molly 🙂
I was at a diner the other night, and my son parked next to an SUV. It was CRAMMED full of stuff, including empty coffee cups, food wrappers, etc. There was room only for the driver. Bags, boxes, tons of stuff that I’m sure the owner was going to “go through” some day 🙂
Oh, I’m old enough!
What a sight that must have been. I’m a bit of a tidiness freak, it wouldn’t suit me!
Nor me.
I say stick some of that sticky toffee in his mouth and change his tune.
Well if the mess is anything like this picture, I can’t say I blame ’em.