It had been the most horrific twelve months of his life. Blair had undergone operations and chemotherapy and goodness knows what. And now he was as cured as he could be. His last appointment with the specialist was over. All was well. It was the beginning of a new phase of his existence. He was heading home.
That was when the writer of this story couldn’t decide whether to have him choke to death on a hot dog he bought on the way home, or let things alone.
“How may I help?” asked the shop assistant.
“I would like a hot dog, please.”
“I’m sorry, but we’re out of them.”
“Oh well.”
So that was decided. Blair returned to his car alive! Hurrah!
As he got into his car he had a heart attack.
In a killer mood again, are we? 😉
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Spare the rod and spoil the child…
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Probably brought on by a lifetime of eating hotdogs.
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A hot dog is perfectly healthy (apparently) if you eat it with French fries.
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Well you did say as cured as he could be. Was it definitely a heart attack? Fatal or non-fatal? Was there a defibrillator in the car? I can’t wait for chapter 2.
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As you know so well, Andrew, we (you and me) can make the character do what ever we want. In this case I’m rather inclined to lean towards survival…
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Wicked and ingenious! As it turns out, the protagonist of the story is the writer and not Blair Somebody.
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At times it’s very appealing to be called “wicked”.
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So close to a happy ending! 🙂
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I see I got far too near a happy ending. Must be more careful…
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And that’s what you get for choosing the healthy option…
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I am fortunately not partial to hot dogs…!
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Or unfortunately, given the consequences of not eating one…
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Give me a sausage over a hotdog any day!
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For some strange reason, I was thinking along the lines of the author’s second paragraph after reading the first -except I expected you to kill him in a car accident.
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You’re becoming too suspicious, Chelsea!
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Wonder why…
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He mustard seeing that coming?
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A good bun…er… pun
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You’re terrible haha. Keep it up. Can’t have any more CARTastrophes
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A CARTastrophe like a Frankfarter?
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Now, how did I miss this gem when it was first published?
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It was probably worth missing!
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