Breakfast
Apr 24th, 2025 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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“Mel, you don’t happen to have any rat poison on you, do you?”
“What’d you mean by that?”
“Well…it’s a kind of poison that you use on…”
“I know what rat poison is, Ed.”
They were at the counter of AL’S DINER, eating their breakfasts.
“You don’t need to get upset.”
“Look, Ed, I’m trying to finish my oatmeal.”
“I know. But I asked Marge already.”
Marge was the waitress.
“She said they didn’t have any to take care of the rat that’s been running around the place this morning.”
“What?”
“The one there…That one, by your foot.”
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