Today’s prompt is a number prompt. Today’s title is… well, inspired from eavesdropping.
lights are barely
on, and the hatred, gossip has begun.
“Her ass looks like chicken cutlets!” she shrieks.
Well, that was nice.
if the bird
more than the poor girl’s ass. Or is her ass
hurting more than the poultry? Who the hell
knows how they feel?
Buck. Buck. Squawk.