Tents, tempers and …squish

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“Gimmie some blankets” Holly screamed.

George responded “You wouldn’t need so many blankets if you got close to me”

Surely camping has lost its allure after 25 years of marriage.

“I would cuddle you, but its impossible to relax with your tossing about!” she pleaded. This went on for hours, until the two of them finally  fell asleep.

Awakened suddenly, the couple finally agreed on something: “OH MY FUCK!”

“BREAKING NEWS! A LARGE METEOR CRASHED TO THE EARTH LAST EVENING, NO CASUALITIES RECORDED THUS FAR.

IN OTHER NEWS, THE SEARCH CONTINUES FOR GEORGE AND HOLLY MATTHEWS, WHO WERE REPORTED MISSING YESTERDAY.

This tale of wedded bliss and camping in the great outdoors was brought to you by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields Friday Fictioneers weekly photo prompt.

 

 

 

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12 thoughts on “Tents, tempers and …squish

  1. What a horror story! Not only are they crawling around in a tent but then a meteor gets them? Having been in a tent once or twice myself, I would actually prefer to be hit by a meteor. :o) Great story Rochelle.

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