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A Summer’s Tale

My sketchbook fell in the toilet so here is a story to keep you entertained whilst the pages dry.

A Summer’s Tale

Chewie was out back sweeping up the watermelon rinds and the shit with and old leafy branch when he chanced a gaze over the boulevard to examine the curious behaviors of his neighbor Mrs ____.
She was beavering away at the final stages of completing her lunar orbiter. Chewie felt a compulsion to give comment after 8 long months of holding his tongue.
“You went and used plain galvanized metal on the outer hull, she’ll burn up on re-entry.”
“Yeah well I ain’t a comin’ back! How ’bout that asshole!”
And with that Mrs ____ fired one or the 3 afterburners and incinerated Chewie where he lay.

The End

Posted by Rob in All, Thoughts | .