Challenge at Poetics Pub to use drinking words (listed) for a non-drinking activity…
last call for dirty laundry as granny
loaded tumbler for one more round,
tipping a bodacious shot of bleach.
“c’mon, help tie one on the clothesline,”
she says, hanging three sheets to the wind.
then turns sour, seeing hair of the dog on
whites; kamikaze-like, she yells straight-up
“choose your poison, we gotta rewash ’em!”
a poem in my pocket 
Feb 22, 2017 @ 07:48:05
Thanks for the laugh!
Feb 22, 2017 @ 09:18:42
you’re welcome 😉
Feb 11, 2017 @ 00:00:42
Ha ha ha!
Feb 11, 2017 @ 08:01:02
🙃
Feb 09, 2017 @ 05:42:27
Oh my gosh!! You’ve created quite a character here…chuckling I am at your clever use of mixology terms. And granny sounds like she’s ready to belt one down!😊
Feb 09, 2017 @ 08:31:55
When the laundry’s finished…
Feb 08, 2017 @ 19:43:06
So hilarious, Lynn. Last call for laundry. A bit of an OCD granny that sees the dog hair on the sheets. Ha ha! ❤
Feb 08, 2017 @ 20:43:25
Glad you enjoyed the scene 🙂