When Evan dropped dead in front of his golfing foursome, Frank responded quickly.
With his brand new Foot Joy shoes, he nudged Evan, and turned him over. “Damn!” Frank cursed, “Now I have grass stains. Damn.”
Clem interrupted. “Well, you did insist on a morning tee-off time.”
All looked down at Evan’s still body.
Jack spoke up. “Who will be our fourth?! It isn’t likely Evan will be regenerated anytime soon.”
Frank shook his head. “No help for it. Let’s head back to the clubhouse. We’ll tell the Front Desk about Evan.” He nudged Evan once more with a heavy sigh.
This was a Wednesday Words Post, posts July 2015. Was reposted in 2018
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Truly disturbing.
ReplyDeletesome players are obsessed about the game. Go figure.
DeleteOh, that's such a dark tale, Susan. Poor Evan!
ReplyDeleteI enjoy the twist and such of darkness.
DeleteNot exactly friends, are they?
ReplyDeletetheir group operates on competition. Frank is evil.
DeleteMorbid! I like it.
ReplyDeleteMorbid is always a switch up or down.
DeleteDon't ruin a man's golf game or you'll be sorry.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely. Some men are obsessive.
DeleteThis is like the joke where Evan dropped dead on the 7th hole and Frank complained, "Hit the ball, drag Evan. Hit the ball, drag Evan".
ReplyDeleteI thought about doing that. Would have made the story too long.
DeletePuts me in mind of the Bishop in Caddyshack...
ReplyDeleteCaddyshack! Yes, Frank has that down.
DeleteDear Dear Susan 🥰
ReplyDeleteYou treated the words and Wednesday wonderfully 🤗👍♥️
Always good to see your name!
Deletelove it
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