Aisle-de Chatter

"Why on earth did they decide to have the marriage in the middle of the river?"

"I don't know, but if this thing goes on much longer, the Priest is going to be swept off over the waterfall, that's for sure."

"Oh, I don't care about that, but did you hear that the Mother-in-Law-to-Be is actually wheelchair bound? Isn't that just the worst thing you've ever heard?"

"That's horrible!"

"If there's any way to snub your mother at a wedding, it's deciding to hold the service in the middle of the river. And there goes one of the pall bearers."

"Suppose the church won't mind it."

"Oh, come now. Play nice. How would you feel if that was one of your children?"

"Being swept down the river?"

"Yeah."

"I'd say the baptism would be good for him."

"So would I."

"Serves those awful things right."

"How do you suppose they'll leave? They can't go upstream now, can they?"

"Hopefully not in a barrell; that'd be unseemly."

"Maybe they'd take a dingy."

"With cans attached to the back? They'd just sink."

"Maybe some fishermen, and they'd try to get some fish to flop along the way."

"Here's hopin'."

"Aye, indeed."

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I Reach Behind Your Ear, And -- Behold!

And off they went. Each fluttered and tweeped, spinning like 50's atoms in the air. But as they took on a pattern, gaining a pull-the-arrow-back direction as it pointed to a corner of the sky, the wind moved once again, and falling like cartoons, they plopped to the ground to perch, all in a line, ready, and at attention.

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Offices Love the Fairy-Tales

Red Beast: Feed me!

Male: Just ignore it. Keep walking.

Female: Do you even know how it got here?

Red Beast: I require sustinence!

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Power Wait.

Jack moved underneath the canopy, his eyes following a right angle upward as the clouds opened up. He had tried various postures -- people-watching, conversing with the chair, tapping the edges of the glass with his fingers, and even blowing air into the bottle's mouth in the hopes of making a note. The drink and glass reoccuringly switched places. He should have brought along a magazine, or a book; how odd it is to wait for nobody, but always think you're waiting for somebody after all.

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