The Short Couch
“This,” my
father said,
as he moved
it into
my first
apartment,
“is not a
love seat.
It’s a short
couch.”
I, a not
very sober
seminary student,
just smiled.
What daddies
don’t know
can’t hurt
them.
This is a Magpie Tale. If
you’re looking for my Project 365 post it will be up tomorrow night.
22 comments:
A short couch...giggle...
Great!
Amazing what short couches can hold-
LOVE it!!!!!
Short but full of story...
x
As long as it was long enough! Splendid use of the prompt.
Very clever response to the prompt.
Well said!
short couch..ha ha
Daddy knows
I knew you were bad to the bone!
I knew you were bad to the bone!
Sorry, I'm on a laptop. Keep on doing that.
That tongue in your cheek is working nicely ...
hehe...and lets hope he doesnt because shotgun bullets are cheap...
The scarlet sofa! There's a bit of naughty hiding in those cushions......
Rick
What do they say? Sofa and no father?
this made me laugh.
you are absolutely right...however that can work both ways as me and my siblings found to our amazement last year...dad didn't tell US every thing either...oh what a tangled web we weave.....and so on....
clever! Lots to ponder here.
Poor old daddies, they were better off not knowing:)
Just love it!
Anna :o]
LOL
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