Month: September 2018

Not Funny

Posted on by l2smathewson

Not Funny

We went to this Chinese restaurant we like. Well, now it’s called

a “Pan-Asian Bistro”. Anyway, after we had dinner at the Chinese restaurant   I went to use the restroom. I washed may hands, and was going to leave when the door handle came right off in my hand! How was I going to get out? How would I let my wife know? We both left our phones in the car to encourage romantic conversation. Now what?
All those jokes about being a prisoner in a fortune cookie factory didn’t seem so funny any more.

Doug Mathewson

Saturday Matinee

Posted on by l2smathewson

Saturday Matinee

We were sitting elbow deep in the pop-corn darkness,
when his deep voice rumbled out;
“Luke, I am your father”.
I gasped…
My sister jumped up and screamed
“BULLSHIT!”
The manager hustled us both
out the side door.

Doug Mathewson

 

 

Waiting on Line

Posted on by l2smathewson

Waiting on Line

The food truck line was long, and the wait seemed even longer with no shade.
It was forty minutes before my turn, and it was the Blood Mobile!
Well, seemed silly to leave after such a long wait. If I tell them I feel faint,
maybe I’ll get a snack.

Doug Mathewson