Hawaiian Supermom

Caution, bad words ahead. If you don’t like to see cussing, please don’t read. You’ve been warned.

B I T C H your wife spells. It’s the word she chooses after D U M B A S S.

“You mad at me?” You ask.

“No.” She says and uses the tiles K E F C U R to spell F U C K E R.

You shrug and write G O D

She takes your ‘O’ and adds C O M P L E X

“You sure you’re not mad?” you ask.

“Why?”

“Your words…” you explain. “What you’re spelling isn’t nice.”

“Oh that. I just like dirty words.” She says and uses the rest of her tiles to spell your name.

 

 

*This is a recycled, 100-word story that I wrote for a Bamboo Ridge contest a few years ago. I thought it went well with yesterday’s post, so I’m re-posting it as a response to The Daily Post’s Leftovers prompt.