It was midnight. It had to be midnight, it was dark and Foodge slivered underneath the covers to keep warm and doze back off into dream land. You know the one, where money is plentiful and the girls are, well endowed. No matter how hard Foodge tried and yes it got really really hard at times, the banging at the door would not go away. Oh I get it, you thought…
“Foodge-o-rama, get the fuck up, you have an episode at the Pigs Arms to appear in, Big M has put you in it” cries O’Hoo, standing at the door of the baristas apartment.
“No one wants to write it so Hung is going to do it. I’m off for a few glass canoes, I’ll meet you downstairs.”
“Who’s Big M?” says Foodge.
“Gib W, now hurry up. Granny has been reminiscing and you know what happens when granny gets emotional and has access to a shotgun.”
Hmm, yes, I do, thinks Foodge and if only granny could see him as her real soul mate and lover. He imagined walks along the riverbank on sunny days, picnics, good coffee, absorbing the suns rays and then intimacy, touching, feeling, lovingly man to woman [Okay cut, Mark here we get the picture].
Granny had contacted O’Hoo after Manne had handed her his mobile phone. “Get Foodge, Manne needs help.”
The bar is now buzzing with activity, no not the insect kind but everyone came in to try and help Manne.
“[Theme from Rocky as Foodge makes a grand entrance] Yes everyone, it is eye, Foodge, come to avert this horrible crisis. Show me Granny, this offensive phone message that our poor intellectually challenged Manne had to cope with.”
Granny hands Foodge the phone. Foodge diligently, like all legal folk, reads everything in the message very carefully. He pauses for a few moments,
“Hmm, battery is low, shit, now even technology has depression.”
I’ve tumbled reading it again that Foodge is the barista. Ha Ha ha.
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I first read it that Foodge totallyout of character had a sleepover in the appartment where the barista (coffee dispenser person) lives. Eh? a barista employed by the Pigs Arns for peanuts and renting an appartment at the Pigs Arms exorbitant rate I dooooon’t think so. I read just that so very wrong. 🙂
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I’m lost HOO. Why was the door banging?
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Well, like me, all of my characters like to sleep in and O’Hoo had to wake Foodge up as Granny wanted to see him. Now you and I know that all you have to say to Foodge is Granny and everything changes. 🙂
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Fun to read at any time. Reading it at 3:10 AM provides extra poignancy. So much fun. AnyHOO I have one i finished a couple hours ago to a point I did think I could post it off to your parsnip, noooo, I mean to your worship.
Someone has to step up though, true. I am pleased, good and high stepping Mark you have. It gives me time to give it another go of many in spaces over the previous 5 days to edit mine down because hey, it’s long.
Gosh, yours is short. Mine is longer than yours. 😀
See ya on the spin. My revolution comes round again close to your moon sometime the weegend. x
Signed: yr lovin’ spoonful of Shoe 🙂
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If it’s too long how would it go cut in two?
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Good suggestion.
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i’ve finished it now so I’ll look at it from that viewpoint, where to split it. Good idea. Thank you.
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I wuz just sitting thinking about poor dear Foodge, and that buffoon, Manne and this pops up on my electrical cyberian communicator. GOD is great, as Gordan O’Donnell, eyes bin workin’ so have bin ignoring the mutterings of aforementioned chaps. Glad you wuz listening, OHoo.
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Thank you Sister. I wonder if Foodge likes cats?
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He likes them, but I’ve nevercseen him eat a whole one.
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Made me laugh and smile.
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Thanks Viv. Not my episode however someone needed to step up.
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Nah. It works as an intermission splendid.
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