“My wife is always trying to invent new drinks,” said Stan, talking on the phone with his friend. “She left a sample of a new one in the kitchen for me. Lemme tell ya’, this one really bombed. It was awful!”
They chatted a little longer and Stan hung up. His 9-year old son Mitch, entered the kitchen. “Dad? Have you seen my tadpole?”
“When did you get a tadpole?”
“Found it this morning and put in the kitchen,” said Mitch, with a touch of pride. “I preserved it in formaldehyde like you said…in one of your martini glasses.”
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Written for Sunday Photo Fiction: https://sundayphotofictioner.wordpress.com/2017/02/26/sunday-photo-fiction-february-26th-2017/
Ha! Ha! At least the drink Stan drank has a name, and now he can scratch off the tadpole drink from his list of ones to pass up.
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Haha! Yep. His “bucket list” is now one step closer to complete. It’ll be a fun story to tell in the bar someday about “Tadpole Surprise.” 😉 Thanks so much! 🙂
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Whoopsie! He’ll end up with a frog in his throat! Excellent.
Mine is a story for children!
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Which means, Keith, that he’ll be a jump ahead of everyone else 😉
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I guess that means he’ll be waiting for everyone else at his “pad?”
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LOL
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Haha! I just hope he didn’t croak when he realized what he’d drank. 😉 Thanks most kindly. 🙂
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Self preservation is one thing, but this is taking it a bit too far 😮 We can always rely on you, Eric, to come up with something different 😀
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I’ve heard of pickles in drinks before, but never pickled frog. You never know, this may really catch on in Japan, or maybe Cajun Bayou country. 😉 I do endeavor to meet expectations, Lyn. Good to know I’m on pace. 😉 Thanks so much! 🙂
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Another inventive piece from you. Great stuff.
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Thanks so much! I appreciate that. 🙂
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I’m pretty sure formaldehyde would have killed him or at least put him in the hospital.
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Uh yeah, hospital at least. And then he’d have to explain why he drank formaldehyde to a disbelieving doctor. 😉
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Amusing as ever, Eric.
Can you please confirm that none of Kermit’s grandchildren were swallowed during the making of this tale?
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Oh yes, no muppets were harmed in the making of this story. 😉 Thanks so much, CE! 🙂
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LOL! I wonder if he’ll be staying away from any new drinks for the time being. Always a pleasure reading your work 🙂
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I think he’ll probably give up drinking period for a while! Thanks so much for the kind words. I appreciate it! 🙂
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Oh gross, I’d feel positively ill after. Thank goodness stomach acid is strong. But formeldahyde wouldn’t or shouldn’t he be able to smell that? I’m sure he would’ve done diasections in high school at least. That stuff reeks and I’m sure it’s pretty terrible for your insides? Great write!
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I think he just tossed it down without thinking (or smelling) first. Serves him right. He should bother with the aroma first. 😉 Thanks so much! 🙂
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HAhaha that made me laugh out loud. Great story Eric.
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Love to hear that. Laughter is what I was shooting for. Thanks kindly Al! 🙂
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