Food FlashA Story by Janyce Helen Van EsThe government never issues enough food stamps per family.
She:“What? No bread?” He: “I was hungry!” She: “You’re always hungry, Mr. Pig! What happened? There aren’t any potatoes, eggs, bread or meat left for me!” He: “You were taking a nap!” She: “That doesn’t mean you don’t leave me anything for dinner!” He: “Sorry! You told me not to wake you, once you sacked out.” She: “That didn’t mean you should wipe out enormous amounts of food while I sleep. I hope you get indigestion!” He: “I think I already have it.” She: “And, I suppose there aren’t any Rolaids or Tums.” He: “I ate them for dessert.” She: “All of them?” He: “I had to have something sweet.”
Next Week It became a war, now. It pissed her off everytime she opened refrigerator and cabinet doors to find them empty. Only two moldy carrots, a few chopped onions, a spoonful of relish, and a squirt of ketchup were left besides the slice of cheese she hid from him days ago behind the carrots. Bread wasn't available for a sandwich so she wrapped the cheese around the onions, ketchup and relish pretending there were hotdogs and buns included. She was determined to eat almost everything, before he rose from his nap. When he finally woke up, he noticed her sitting on the bed watching him, her mouth covered in ketchup. “Anything left for me?” he asked, anxiously. “Do you still hate carrots, dear?”
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Added on February 13, 2008AuthorJanyce Helen Van EsPottsboro, TXAboutI am just a hippie from the sixties: I Love to sketch, decorate and write. Gardening is my second delight My husband is lazy, and because we're both crazy, writers groups keep us out of a fight! It's.. more..Writing
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