Drunk people say the darndest things. Husband and I were having dinner with a very good friend, who is also a delightful observationtst when he’s taken on a few cocktails.
Make of this what you will: story, novel, poem, limerick, what have you. Bonus points for making the shrimp rockstars on Mars.
Writing prompt
“Sometimes shrimps are chewy.”
Enjoy, Ducky