“Another, Madame?” said the waiter.
“157 Quid a glass?” gasped Ms. Pettigrew. “I couldn’t!”
A shrieking sound grabbed her attention. She looked out the cafe window and saw a mountainous asteroid ripping past the Eiffel Tower.
“Bugger it,” she shrugged. “Gimme the bottle.”
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🙂 love “bugger it”
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Hehe. Me too. Thanks for stopping in!
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Oh, I loved the ending!
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Thank you! I’m glad it appealed. 🙂
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Nicely done! Love the Britishisms. And that last line is awesome! 😀
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Thank you! I can never resist the zingers at the end. Thanks so much, Suzanne!
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Love the setting…and the shrieking of the asteroid. I’d go for the bottle, too. Priorities.
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Hehe. You and I think a lot alike. I’d take the bottle too, after seeing that. Thanks for sharing your thoughts! :0
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Yup. Gotta know when to hold ’em, when to fold ’em, and when to chug ’em.
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Oh yes. This is definitely a time to chug ’em. Thanks for the great comment. You made me laugh. 😀
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Scary thought…. what if the asteroid misses the Earth at the last second???
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Haha! Well, then she’ll finally have had some very nice wine. Many people won’t treat themselves like they should unless it’s the end of the world. At least she has an excuse. 😉
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A very wise woman. There is no point in leaving the bottle of wine hanging around to be destroyed by a chunk of rock 😀
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Absolutely. She’s practical if nothing else. What’s the point in wasting good wine?
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