Whadda Ya Know?

Whadda Ya Know?

 

Fat Crockett was unhappy in general.

It was unfair for people to call him fat.

All 340 of his pounds were solid… ya know…

He was pretty solid he felt.

Diet soda kept his weight down.

Everyone knows that.

Fat Crockett was irritated in general.

Things mostly didn’t work like they should.

He knew what they were supposed to do.

Besides he already threw the directions away.

You don’t go digging through the garbage.

Everyone knows that.

Fat Crockett didn’t like the way people treated him.

Everybody was so stupid.

He couldn’t even smoke in the stores anymore.

Or throw hamburger wrappers on the ground.

One piece of paper isn’t going to ruin the world.

Everyone knows that.

Fat Crockett was getting ripped off.

Like that time the ugly chick gave him the wrong change.

It wasn’t his fault she’s too stupid.

The manager followed him into the parking lot.

He shouldn’t have to give it back cuz it was his money now.

Everyone knows that.

Fat Crockett hated his job.

His boss was so stupid.

She was always talking about deadlines.

She shouldn’t give him so much to do.

Women shouldn’t be bosses anyway.

Everyone knows that.

Fat Crockett was found dead in his home after a couple of weeks.

He had been bragging about the new Glock he’d bought.

He went to the shooting range every night.

Then he shot himself in the face by accident.

Always check to see if the gun is loaded before cleaning it.

Everyone knows that.

 

Cliff Lake 3/7/2023

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