Tom looked at the notice that had arrived in the mail.
This can’t be right. I was there not too long ago.
He grabbed his calendar and started flipping back the pages. Days went by. And then months. Tom felt a cold bead of sweat slide across his forehead. Like a woman whose period is a few days late, he began to panic.
It can’t be that time. IT JUST CAN’T! I’m not ready to go through all that again.
Tom’s brain began to come up with excuses. Tom’s brain could read the writing on the envelope.
Proctologist examination appointment.
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Hahahahahahaha! [insert wise remark that i would have if i were on my 2nd cup of coffee.]
That’s one think Tom should not have before his appointment. A second cup of coffee.
A “wise ass” remark?
What am I? The “butt” of your joke?
Pardon me, I’d like to ass you a few questions. Reading this piece was like having one’s very soul probed? What a bummer. I have to say, though, you really put your finger on it.
This piece works on so many levels. It speaks to me.
I thought it might. I didn’t intend to name the leading man Tom. It just came to me while in the bathroom this morning.
I was flushed with pride at this one…so thanks. I’m glad it spoke to you.
I don’t get what all the fuss is about. All they have to do is cough.
I love these drabbles. I would like to try it sometime.
*snort*
Drabbles are fun and can be challenging when you write your piece and you have to edit out two words. Please, join in! We’d love to see you on Fridays.
I don’t have to go to the proctologist … I am always told I am a perfect ass …
Yes, you are “well-rounded” and you “crack” me up every time.
This is nirvana with sprinkles on top!
Did I go too far?
There is no far that is too.
Stop calling me Tom.
Okay…Helen. (Can you figure out that reference?)
My stomach hurts I am laughing so hard.
Well careful you don’t break something and have to go to the doctor. And if you DO have to go to the doctor…make sure it’s the RIGHT kind.
I usually ply myself with a cocktail and romantic music before visiting the proctologist.
So, it’s like a date? I’d say you are an optimist.
Oh man! That’s nuts. I think I’d rather see a ghost though….
I’d take it easy on you. They call me Doctor Proctor. *snort*
hahaha … toooo hilarious. I love the direction of the drabble from the challenge.
Wish I could have seen the look on his face. I could picture it from your words.
Super job on this …. !!!!! ~~~~~~~ : – )
Why thanks! I love the challenge of painting a picture in 100 words. When it works, it works. When it doesn’t…what the hell. I post it anyway.
Oh this is soo funny, had me laughing out loud! Thanks for the fun read.
Friday Drabbles are always fun. Thanks!
Love it! Thanks ever so much for stopping by my blog Words are Timeless and your comment of Out of Time. Your words ring so true in your comment.
You are welcome! And thanks for YOUR comment.