Unemployed Icebox

Days of meaningless grey thought and depressed groceries. I stare at the pickles in the icebox. I hate pickles. If the mayonnaise would murder them, then I’d be less inclined to think of him as a coward. And, hotdogs are just like 10^th Avenue w****s: cheap, but deadly. Once, I had roast beef right there; that expensive pinkish s**t with the monster pig head picture on the front; that was nice. So was going to work everyday and owning a functional car. My fridge seems sad. It matches the rest of my home perfectly. This may effect my vote next year. Though, I'm almost sure that my vote won't effect anything. B*****d pickles!

 

Reviews

[Kerry O'Connor]

There's a strong social comment hidden behind the pickle jar!
Bravo.

[Robin]

I followed your eyes as they made the rounds of that icebox , which sounds very familiar to my own .. I wondered what happened to those pickles ..

[Ruth]

This is EPIC! LOL Superb! I love it! A fav! xx

[Kenneth The Poet]

This is hilarious. I can barely contain my laughter, it's so funny.

Nice job, man.

[Moflo]

I love your personification, as always. Mayonnaise is a coward...a pasty flabby coward! Very nicely written, as usual.