With joy I write this from my brand new, old computer! Yes. Many, MANY thanks to my brother-in-law, Chris, for helping me set up Mick’s computer that had been collecting dust on the floor of the office for 1 1/2 years and for saving my old pictures from my now-defunct one.
Back to business.. Thanks to the 45-years-married wonderful couple of Rochelle and Jan for the joint effort this week. I know, I know… it is Friday Fictioneers… but, I can’t help it if every photo Rochelle choses brings me down memory lane!! I haven’t even bothered to change the names of the players… 😀
Click on the blue frog if you want to read more stories and hey, why don’t you play? Click on Rochelle’s name for the how-to!
Word count: 100
Genre: Memoir
The Hanging
Holding his hand over his throat, he repeatedly took quick peeks in the truck mirror, immediately putting his hand back, while opening and closing his mouth, sticking out his tongue, making choking sounds.
“What the hell are you doing?” Tracy asked.
“I’m afraid to look,” said Mick, sheepishly.
“What? Show me!”
He pulled away his hand, revealing a red welt all across his throat.
“Jeez! What the hell did you do to yourself this time?”
“I took my bike to go to the bathroom and cut across the neighbours’ site as they’re gone now. The idiot left behind his clothesline!”
Thank you for taking us on the road down your memory line, that is one funny and charming story.
I swear, the things Mick got himself into…😁
Too funny, My Lovely. I bet you have “rolled your eyes” many times recalling that “roll-one’s-eyes” memory! xoxoxoxRRR
Seriously… I had to refrain from using the real language used at the time! Everyone on that camping trip have that memory of Mick – he was a pro at giving us stories to tell! xoxoxo my Lovely!
HOW DID I ALREADY KNOW THAT!! Grins….and hugs.
Huge grins over here!
Great reveal at the end
Thanks! It was quite the sight
Hahahaha! There are guys who just can’t help getting into predicaments, are there? Mick sounds like he was a real character. Thank-you for sharing, Dale. 🙂
Five out of five “laundry marks” — the hard way. 😉
Honest to God, Kent, he was a magnet… Which is great for my storytelling!
I’m sure he’d be prouder of you still. 🙂
Thanks…xoxo
You are MOST welcome. XXX
Such a funny, happy kind of story. Well done.
Thanks… we laughed so hard…though he really could have hurt himself worse!
I love how he see no fault in his taking the bike through there.
Men! It’s always someone else’s fault.
In his defense, they hung towels when they were there so we knew the line was, once they were gone, no towels = no see line!
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Reminds me of childhood capers Deadly,
Indeed…
He was lucky it wasn’t tighter!
Good news about your computer saviour – my brother-in-law puts my laptop right from fifty miles away. He is my lifeline.
Good thing it was not on his way back, he would have been going way faster…
YAY to bros-in-law!
Love it….
Glad you do…
Ouch… I found myself touching my neck… some guys get into trouble whatever they do…
Oh yes…maybe I should have included the picture of him..
Dear Dale,
I’m doing a happy dance for your computer. For me that’s up there with car problems. One could say that Mick was a little on the accident prone side. I had to laugh at visual. Love your memoirs. Keep ’em coming.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Dance away, my friend! I know I am! Felt like I was missing a limb…
That is a nice way of putting it… klutz comes to mind.
Tracy tells it so well as she was there in real time! She does the strangulation sound so well!
I will!
Very funny, brought back memories of constantly tripping over tent lines when camping! Good one 🙂
Oh yes! Can’t count the number of times I did such a thing! Glad you liked it!!
What a story, and it is really real too! Glad to hear that you have a great working pc again. What would one do without one?!
Really real indeed!
Yes. Felt I had lost a limb there…
I know the feeling…
Yikes! Clotheslined! This was almost like a conversation I had with one of my brothers who did something similar not long ago.
Glad to hear all your computers woes are straightened out. 🙂
Yes clotheslined! Crazy man…
Yes woes behind me…
Cute story–I can see you smiling as you tell it.
(And congratulations on your new computer!) 🙂
Thanks Merril! I do smile as I tell these tales!
Fellow campers can be fun, a hazard or downright annoying. You caught all that in this tale. Thanks for a glimpse inside your memories.
Ha ha! Thanks, Alicia!
Dear Dale,
Ouch. To know that that might actually have happened only serves to heighten my alarm. People need to clean up better after camping or there might be a real hanging in their future. Great story.
Yours,
Doug
Thank you, dear Doug!
It did happen and yes…people need to do their part…
Wow! That could have been really nast – lucky man to only have a red mark around his neck to show for it. Nicely written and great dialogue, Dale 🙂
Yes, it could have been really awful but it wasn’t so now it’s a funny story. Glad you liked!
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Ha! Good job he didn’t leave his carelessly unfurled bale of razor wire behind 🙂
Seriously…😁
Really good surprise ending. Lovely to hear that Mick’s computer has been resurrected and all your old pictures rescued. There’s nothing like old photos. 🙂
Hah! He did have many surprise endings!
And yes. Thank goodness for that option!
funny… sometimes when you really have to go, it’s too easy to be distracted. 🙂
Ha ha… OK…Let’s say it was that!
Oh my I feel for poor . Lovely story that I could clearly envision.
Good! I was hoping you could get a visual…
Some of us are just an accident looking for a place to happen. I could tell off on myself, but we’ll save that for another day.
So true… huge magnets for trouble!
I have this cartoon image of the poor chap spinning round like a whirligig while his bike continues its merry way to the facilities.
Ha ha ha!!! Yes…. now I do!!
Nice story. My uncle had a similar encounter. He strung a brand new clothesline across his backyard, which was also a busy route for snowmobilers. When a rider complained about the danger of someone hanging themselves on the line, my uncle came up with a plan. He hung a white salt beef bucket on the line so snowmobilers could see the line. Trouble was, it rained that night, and then later that night it froze. The next morning, my uncle found a snowmobiler laying in his yard. He ran into the ice filled bucket, knocking himself out. Thanks for the memory of this funny but yet tragic thing.
Oh my!! But was it his private property? Unless he gave permission for them to cross his yard…. yikes!
it was his backyard, and as far as giving permission, he didn’t.
Then….sorry, but too bad snowmobiles! He couldn’t have better arranged the situation!!
I’m laughing, I shouldn’t be, but I am. Gotta watch out for those clothes lines.
No worries… I was laughing writing it! And we howl in the recounting of it
LOL…I used to camp all the time and can totally see this happening!
LOL indeed!
This is one of those stories when you really shouldn’t laugh, but can’t help yourself!
Exactly….we tried!😂
Good one, Dale! There was me bracing myself for a tragic tale of attempted suicide, to find myself laughing out loud. Now you’re into black comedy, too. Well done 🙂
Ha ha! Yes indeed… so glad you laughed!
Very well written on your super dooper new computer 😃
Super duper new old one!
Thanks
I don’t know what I’d do without a working computer, yay for having one again, Dale. The story is too funny and I’m glad it didn’t hurt him worse. I’m usually doing stuff like that as well.
YAY indeed! Felt like I lost a limb… he was a major klutz 😉
Ouch!!+
Big time!! But I am evil and I use it as a funny story… because it just is! 😉
Oh dear, but I guess it could have been worse 🙂
Indeed, it could have.
Hilarious, Dale. He must have had a lot of stories. Some people are like that. Odd things happen. Good writing. 🙂 — Suzanne
Oh he has given me tons of stories…
Thank you, Suzanne!