Don’t Do It
Mar 31st, 2025 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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I tried to warn him. Several times. Maybe that was the problem.
“Listen to your buddy. She’s not the one for you.”
Instead, he hauled butt down the aisle. All I saw was the dimpled boy from our youth slipping away, oblivious of the cliff ahead.
It gets worse. Under the chuppah, our hero someway somehow managed to screw up his only freaking duty: stomping the bejesus out of a glass goblet — missed it by that much.
‘Twas a harbinger of things that came.
He hasn’t spoken to me in years.
Perhaps I shouldn’t have said I told you so.
From Guest Contributor David Thow