Saturday

The Diner

Greg is starving. He hasn't eaten for three days, except for a packet of crisps and a piece of stale bread. He staggers along the railroad. He suddenly stops. He notices a woman holding a severed head. She slices its crown like it was a hard boiled egg then picks up a gold plated spoon and tucks into it. Greg drools as he enters the restaurant.
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  1. Anonymous17 October 2009 at 10:22

    What if you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth? Would the severed head have the same appeal?

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  2. Marilyn Simpson17 October 2009 at 10:58

    Maybe. Or you might prefer some other severed body part.

    :-O

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  3. Throg Niemand19 October 2009 at 19:05

    Why would he go into a restaurant with such delicious food on offer from the pavement vendors?


    Mmmm ... brains.

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  4. Marilyn Simpson20 October 2009 at 10:11

    LOL... Fried brains with Salsa dip and Doritos.

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  5. Anonymous20 October 2009 at 22:39

    I think Greg will enjoy the delights inside the restaurant... especially if it is packed with people!

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