Dear Winifred; Dec. 18A Story by Michael StevensAdvice (NOT good!) columnWarning;
advice given is NOT politically correct!
"Dear Winifred, recently, my
boyfriend gave me a powerful lesson that I learned the hard way. About two months ago, he asked me to stop
smoking. Of course I didn't but told him
I had. I just couldn't. I figured he believed me, until one night we
went to an expensive restaurant for dinner.
The food was tremendous. After a
while, I excused myself to use the ladies room.
While I was gone, he had grabbed my cigarettes out of the purse I had
left, ground them up, and sprinkled them over my filet min yon. Needless to say, when I came back from the
restroom and took one look at what he'd done, I quit and haven't picked up a
cigarette to this day. The shock of it
set me straight. Signed Cold
Turkey."
"Dear Cold Turkey, sacrilege! Oh, I get depressed reading about the murder
of innocent cigarettes at the hands of your dick of a boyfriend, not to mention
that poor innocent filet min yon. I tell
you, what kind of a nutless wonder are you?
I sure wouldn't let a few crushed cigarettes ruin my dinner; I'd be
hoovering that b***h; you'd be getting both eating pleasure and the pleasure of
a nicotine high at the same time. It's
the best of both worlds; you wanted my opinion, so drop Dick Boy, and just
enjoy lighting up and porking out without the bullshit guilt; Winifred." © 2013 Michael StevensReviews
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2 Reviews Added on December 18, 2013 Last Updated on December 21, 2013 AuthorMichael StevensAboutI write for fun; I write comedy pieces and some dramatic stuff. I have no formal writing education, and I have a fear of being told I suck, and maybe I should give up on writing, and get a job makin.. more.. |

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