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glumshoe:
My coworker and I cannot be within 50 feet of each other without falling into some kind of surreal comedy routine.
I approached him today while we were switching shifts and he lowered his voice to a freak and said, “What news, dear sister? What have you read in the entrails on this day?”
“The king will die,” I said. “And the worms will feast on his flesh.”
“The worms, dear sister?”
“The very same, sister dear.”
“You speak the truth. I have read the same in the bones I cast. The worms will feast, and our time will come.”
“At last,” I said. “Long have we awaited this fortuitous day. We must be swift to act… to lay the eggs of schemes we hope to hatch…”
Our lights broke us out of character and we abruptly noticed the 5 or 6 elementary schoolers who were watching us warily from the other side of the room.
“By the pricking of my thumbs,” I said, “I have to skeedaddle.”
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glumshoe:
My coworker and I cannot be within 50 feet of each other without falling into some kind of surreal comedy routine.
I approached him today while we were switching shifts and he lowered his voice to a freak and said, “What news, dear sister? What have you read in the entrails on this day?”
“The king will die,” I said. “And the worms will feast on his flesh.”
“The worms, dear sister?”
“The very same, sister dear.”
“You speak the truth. I have read the same in the bones I cast. The worms will feast, and our time will come.”
“At last,” I said. “Long have we awaited this fortuitous day. We must be swift to act… to lay the eggs of schemes we hope to hatch…”
Our lights broke us out of character and we abruptly noticed the 5 or 6 elementary schoolers who were watching us warily from the other side of the room.
“By the pricking of my thumbs,” I said, “I have to skeedaddle.”
(Your picture was not posted)