Calling an Uber, Brad was pissed. Who does she think she is? Witch!
He was built for another time. Taking the 6120 to Chicago. Traveling in style. Drink in hand. No complaints about his butt. Dames knew their place.
A muddy splash broke his reverie.
Above it all. She smiled.
276 characters inspired by the photo above and written for this week’s Twittering Tales #127.
Such fun!
I like this. Nice take on the photo.
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Thanks!
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Nicely told Tina. Love the word dame…though I might get in trouble for that. It was another era!
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exactly!
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