The Old Grey Mare

Some of you may not be aware of the wide array of Prank Gift Boxes available this holiday season. Best sellers include, Turn & Churn, a butter maker that bolts on to your car’s tire, Bacon-Scented Dryer Sheets, and the ever popular Ear Wax Candle Kit (shown below).

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Too bad they didn’t ask me. I’m sure my line of Pre-Soiled Underwear gift boxes would’ve broken new sales records. Available in a variety of colors and styles, these fabulous unmentionables come straight from the factory with a yellow stain in the front and brown racing-stripe down the back. Scented options include; Pickled Eggs & Beer, Buzzard Breath, and Brown Bean Blowout.

If you are new to Friday Flash Fiction, our infomercial host who makes buying gag gifts fun, is Veronica Popeil Wisoff-Fields. To learn how to participate in this weekly exercise in madness, head over to her blog for instructions. To rent a booth in the FFF Hollywood Squares Authors Block click here.

copyright - Rochelle Wisoff-Fields
copyright – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields

“Henry,” she barked. “Eat your gruel before it gets cold.”

He stared at the tasteless, gray matter before him.

“There are millions of starving children in this world who’d love to eat as well as you do.”

The gruel stared back—taunting him.

“After breakfast, chop a hole in the pond. Those horses need water. Feed the chickens, and bust some kindling up while you’re out there,” his mother ordered.

“C.E. is coming over today,” Henry mumbled.

“Humph. What’s that little, dried-up Scot want?”

“He’s going to help me with my chores. I hear he’s very good with an axe.”

 

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76 thoughts on “The Old Grey Mare

  1. Dear Henry,

    I’m not sure I’d trust that Scot with my axe. If you do, I’d be watching me back. I nearly spewed coffee through my nose on that one.

    As long as I’m in the neighbourhood, might I interest you in a handy-dandy curly french fry cutter that doubles as a nose hair shaver? Never leave home without it. Only 19.99. But wait! If you answer this offer within the next five minutes you’ll get a second one absolutely free! And that’s not all!. I’m prepared to toss in an anatomically correct, circumcised tushie planter chia pet. How can you refuse? A bargain at any price.

    Shalom,

    Veronica Popeil W(T)F

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    1. Dear Veronica Popeil,

      I expect the spry Scot will soon have the old grey Nag on her way to the great glue factory in the sky.

      That sounds like an excellent product you’re hawking. I love things that slice, dice, and make Julian fries. Will it braid ear hair into leg warmers too?

      Henry Axetogrind

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  2. I can guarantee that Henry won’t be troubled any longer by the old harridan once the little, dried-up Scot arrives. It may not be a pretty scene, but it beats your array of Christmas gifts. I’ll pass on the underwear, if you don’t mind.

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      1. Don’t drag MY underwear into this, I ordered the earwax candles.
        Besides, my birthday’s in 6 days and I wanted the circumcised Chia pet. I hear the plant is a you-clipped-us.

        “Try our amazing 30-day trial … if you don’t bring us to trial in 30 days, we’ll be amazed!”

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  3. What do you mean, ‘little, dried-up Scot’?
    I am not little.
    And it will cost you a fair few bawbees for me to blunt ma guid axe on yon auld crone’s heid.
    Or just one Penny, if you find the right one.

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  4. I’m sure I’ve seen that “dried up little Scot” around the place. Normally there are police cars and ambulances and coroners not soon afterward. Probably just a coincidence.

    There’ll be no worrying about the chores once he’s had a dram of Scotch though.

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  5. Excellent! It seems as if you’ve chosen, apart from Henry in the story, the perfect protagonist for your comment section). Everyone has words of advice and humor to add to your story. Which I enjoyed, by the way. Well done! And speaking from personal experience he is anything but little. And the accent is as real as real can be. On a good day you’ll be lucky to understand him. On a bad day, well watch out for the axe, all I have to say regarding that one. A fun and fun-filled story. I applaud your words and your story line – Plh

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    1. Axe, hammer, knife, rock, rubber hose, piece of rope, shoestring, plastic bag, a dirty sock. The man can create mayhem with even the most innocent item becoming a weapon. He’s extremely talented in that regard.

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  6. May I interest you in a pair of fermented socks marinated in in the foot juices of the great unwashed…a teenage boy! These socks walk all by themselves!
    Looks like there’s about to be another murder here and perhaps Rochelle should be having a body count each week. How many people died in order to produce our weekly offerings?
    No murders in mine. There must be something wrong with me!
    xx Rowena

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    1. If his socks are that talented, can his underwear be far behind? We’re still a good 5 months away from annual bath time (the month of May) here in the states. Maybe he can train those socks to run errands or take out the trash.

      If Friday Flash Fiction had a 50 acre cemetery, it would have been overflowing long before now.

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      1. I reckon the Friday Fictioneers could use his socks to dig a few graves. The dirt would smell them coming and get out of the road. No digging required.
        He’d love to live in the USA and have an annual bath. The dogs would love it too.

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  7. If you axe me, C.E. is just what Henry’s father ordered. I mean, doctor ordered! Nice comedical/macabre tale which obviously connects into psychological connections with your actual life and emotions. I can tell you I’m never going to have the urge to mother you ever again!

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    1. According to what my mother used to preach, you’re not supposed to wear them if there’s a possibility you might be in a car wreck and have to go to the hospital.

      The return policy clearly states that they must be brought back UNWASHED if you want a refund or exchange.

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  8. Gasp-I’m all out of breath after laughing my way though the comments and the story. There is no messing with that Scot. I’d be afraid. Hilarious, Russel, and what a party you’re having here. I’ll pass on the underwear but would take that Julian fries cutter. I’d send it to the Equadorian embassy in London.

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    1. Yes, the Scot brought out an onslaught of comments. It’s been a hoot this week.
      The underwear are also available in the thong variety, if that’s your style. I think the Julian fries cutter is currently out of stock due to popular demand. From what I hear, they’re being sent to Ecuadorian embassies all over Europe.

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