..or On the Fifth Day of Christmas, My True Love Gave to Me: Fire
Down at the Trailer Park:
Joodles: Hey Jodie, ya gotta come over and check out the new patio. The glass she-shed? Yeah well, y’all familiar with the old saying “a gal who lives in a glass house shouldn’t throw stones”? I had a few stones I wanted to hurl so I put it on Craigslist and got enough money for a new patio with all the bells and whistles and a chimenea for Lannie’s man-cave.
Joodles: What I wouldn’t give for a nice glass of Arbor Mist right now. Laaaannnie, find me a wine glass will ya.
While out at the man-cave:
Lannie: This new chimenea is finer than frog hair – keeps the critters from comin’ too close to the man-cave.
Lannie: Hmm, she’s givin’ off plenty heat too. Shame to put that to waste. Jooooodles, find me a big kettle will ya.
Meanwhile over at Seaside Villa:
Lancelot: Well now this chimenea is just the ticket for the old shack.
Lancelot: Hmm, we got the water, we got the fire; I see possibilities. Juuu-dith, where’s that big old pot? Judith?
Judith: A fire inside is so much nicer than stumbling around in the dark.
Judith: A nice Shiraz would be just the ticket right now.
© Judy Parsons 2018