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“If you could choose one drink before you die, what would it be?” asked Arthur, “I’d have a double malt whisky,” said Colin, “a pint of local ale”, said Bob, “a jug of cider”, said George, “a gin and tonic”, said Babs, “I like Sex on the Beach”, shouted Suzie from the other side of the room – “OY”, yelled Landlord Len, “I’ll have none of that crude talk in my pub!”, “it’s a cocktail”, said Suzie, “a cock tale, what will they be telling stories about next?”
“I was walking Noodle the Poodle in the park yesterday, she was stopping at every pole and post checking pee-mails like she does, and I thought I saw that Ken chappy coming towards me, I said hello and he ignored me; he wouldn’t do that, he must have a double”, said George; “oh, that’ll be Ben” explained Colin, “Ken is one of three identical triplets, Ken, Ben and Jen, although Jen does have a few bits hidden away that are a little different from her brother’s!
I remember the time Jen was off school ill, and Ken thought it would be a laugh to dress up as her, so he got a wig from the fancy dress shop, stuffed some socks into Jen’s bra, put on her uniform and off he went; when the other girls said ‘hello Jen’, he just smiled back – he had quite a deep voice!
It was all going well until he decided he needed to use the toilet before class, imagine his horror when he discovered the girl’s loo had no urinals, so in desperation he stood on tiptoes and wee’d in a wash basin – he got into so much trouble!”
“I don’t see the big deal with triplets, you see one, you’ve seen them all” joked Colin, “a guy was trampled by triplets, now he’s six feet under, and there’s a drummer with triplets called, Anna One, Anna Two, Anna Three, I could go on but three puns are enough!”
Arthur was attempting a codeword puzzle, “I’m stuck”, he said, “I was doing well until this word came along and I’m getting really fed up, it goes C, something, double E, something, L, double S, something, something and then another double S”; Babs produced her mirror, “look at your miserable face and you’ll get a clue” she said – “got it”, cried Arthur, “cheerlessness!”
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Thanks to Denise at GirlieOnTheEdge for hosting Six Sentence Stories. When I discovered this week’s word was Double, I thought I might get away with twelve sentences … then I thought again!