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I first noticed him on the weekend; he was in our local shopping
centre waving a placard in his hand.
‘Repent ye seniors the Armageddon is coming.’
Discarding my kid’s pleas I went to him.
“I think you mean sinners,” I said as he glared at me.
But he was there midweek with a new sign, giving me a gruff
nod of acknowledgment.
He was on to something as items were flying off supermarket shelves. The role of toilet paper in this crisis
confuses me; do we wrap it around our bodies becoming a soft absorbent version
of Egyptian mummies?
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Written for the Friday Fictioneers. Word count:100Unfortunately the crises is real and with quarantining cities and travel bans there is a new normal in place. Stay safe everyone wherever you may be.
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I'd love read what you think about this post...
I loved the speculation about what they're doing with the toilet roll
ReplyDeleteThanks Neil, everyone is on a roll these days ;-)
DeleteI wondered about that "seniors" thing, and enjoyed your story very much. I would love to know how many people are going to admit to having a year's supply of TV in the basement when this is all over :)
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comments Linda. Of all the essential supplies people could hoard....
DeleteDear Subroto,
ReplyDeleteAh the toilet paper panic. I don't quite understand it either. I really enjoyed your spin on the story. You're on quite a roll. Let's keep calm and remain Charmin clean.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Thanks Rochelle. Just keeping it clean...
DeleteA touch of humour is in desperate need just now. I don't understand the toilet roll thing either!
ReplyDeleteProbably some toilet humour then Iain...
DeleteFreudian slip?
ReplyDeletePerhaps a senior moment :-)
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