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Microfiction Monday #17

Susan from Stony River, welcomes us to Microfiction Monday,
where a picture paints just 140 characters.
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Gossip!

Gwendolyn loved eavesdropping on the party line until she realized the town knew exactly why the plumber visited her every Wednesday.

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    1. Doug — I fear answering that. What is going through my mind probably isn’t what was going through yours. And if it is — shame on you!

  1. THAT’S IT!!
    I knew that somewhere there was the *perfect* caption for that face and that phone, and Quilly you got it, that was brilliant. D’oh!

    OMG, party lines — my Aunt Doris was the last one in our area to hang on to hers and not switch to a private line, and eventually she was forced to because there was nobody left to ‘party’ with. But my mother had a few stories about the neighbourhood gossips who you *knew* were listening.

    1. Susan — we had a party line and I always hated it. Most of the conversation was spent telling other people the line was busy!

  2. Oh the talk those party lines caused!

    As a kid I remember a neighbor telling me to “quit talking to your little friend at school who you can tell everything to tomorrow, I have an emergency.”

    Yeah, 5 minutes later when I grabbed the phone again, she was STILL gossiping. 🙂
    .-= hope´s last blog ..Microfiction Monday =-.

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