Headache-Girl bolted from her superhero hideout after the police scanner reported an ongoing bank robbery. Some people might call her hideout a toolshed. Headache-Girl would never say such a thing.
She found her sidekick and husband, Potato-Boy, sitting on the couch in the living room in his boxers eating a bowl of cereal. “There’s a bank robbery,” said Headache-Girl. “Let’s suit up and stop it.” Potato-Boy gave her the same look he gave her when she asked him to mow the lawn or do the dishes or put on a baby bonnet during sex. “I saw it on the news. They have assault rifles. We should let the police handle it.” Headache-Girl’s eye twitched as it often did when she became frustrated. Conversations with Potato-Boy usually made it twitch.
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