The enemy snipers were a fucking rowdy bunch.
They shot at us even on Sunday.
I was drinking my fourth cup of coffee when a bullet smashed the mug and I was left with a handle in my hand and a mug full of scalding coffee on my newspaper.
The cartoon page was ruined, and so was my half solved Su-Do-Ku.
That blew my lid off.
Complete-fucking-ly.
I put down my pen and picked up my cellphone. I pressed "1" on speed dial and called up an air strike on the enemy bunkers.
For the next one minute, the sweet "thuff- thuff" of carpet bombs filled the silence of the desert as they dropped on the heads of the enemy.
Eat this you fucking naughty snipers.
Then I ordered a fresh newspaper and more coffee.
There are some routines one should not change on a Sunday, just like coffee, Su-Do-Ku and newspaper cartoons.
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No paragraphs, just sentences. Why is this in middle of the week, you ask, well, what better time to wish for Sunday :) Just 3 more days!
isnt it great to have an off in the middle of the week..
ReplyDeleten yeah sunday..3 days to go...hahahahaha
coffee,,,no nps,no su do ko,,,
coffee....hahah
Loved this! xD
ReplyDeleteI'd have also ordered some icecream as compensation ;P Especially since it was a Sunday.
ALLITERATIONS!!1111111
ReplyDeleteLoved it. It's so true. One shouldn't let sniper riffles ruin your perfect Sunday. Carpet bombing is fun, fun, fun for the whole family (of the victim). :P
ReplyDeleteAhhh. The instant pleasure of an air strike....
ReplyDelete"Smells like..like victory"
Rock on!
air strike..coffee n nfs all day in d bunker.. nw thts sunday!!
ReplyDeleteLaughed a lot at this one - I used to refer to my kids as enemy snipers on a Sunday morning. Now I can't get the enemy out of bed on any day of the week!
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