Saturday, February 18, 2006
Honey, we need to talk...
On our way to Winston Salem to attend the Winston Salem Theatre Alliance's absolutely wonderful production of Sordid Lives (A black comedy about white trash.), we stopped in Kernersville to do a wee bit o' shopping. After doing some fabulous shopping in Kohl's (I got a nifty corduroy sports coat with a zip-up jersey lining...), we went to that God-awful place known as Walmart (You gotta watch this movie: WAL-MART: The High Cost of Low Price). Thankfully, no one in our party made any purchases there. On the way back to the car (at the car, no less), was this lovely little conversation starter on the ground. 'Tis a shame I only had my cellphone to photograph it, but it's better than nothing. It's an EPT brand pregnancy test. The fact that it's just lying there in the parking lot, unpackaged and probably used, lends so many opportunities for an active imagination to run amok. How active is yours?
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"Molly knew it would work,she took out the EPT to show her dull and possesive boyfriend that she was pregnant.She held up the the stick proudly announcing they would have to marry .Mr Loser kicked her out of the car and sped off, Molly laughed and tossed the prop to the ground , then ran off in to the arms of Lisa,,her real true love."
The End.
Kind of a no brainer Sam...duhhhh
LOL !!!! that was fun!
Thanks for sharing
Tab
That's GREAT, Tab! Thanks for the laugh!
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