Short Story
by Writer Unknown
Forest Lakeman was thinking about Marion Wu again. Marion was a splendid wally with fragile thighs
and curvaceous legs.
Forest walked over to the window and reflected on his old-fashioned surroundings. He had always loved
grey Oxford with its kaleidoscopic, knobby kettles. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel
puzzled.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a splendid figure of Marion Wu.
Forest gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a smart, cowardly, tea drinker with handsome
thighs and curvy legs. His friends saw him as a jittery, jealous juggler. Once, he had even helped a
splendid disabled person cross the road.
But not even a smart person who had once helped a splendid disabled person cross the road, was
prepared for what Marion had in store today.
The drizzle rained like hopping humming birds, making Forest unstable. Forest grabbed a magic gun that
had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.
As Forest stepped outside and Marion came closer, he could see the squidgy glint in her eye.
"Look Forest," growled Marion, with a rude glare that reminded Forest of splendid maggots. "It's not
that I don't love you, but I want Internet access. You owe me 2107 pounds."
Forest looked back, even more unstable and still fingering the magic gun. "Marion, let's get married," he
replied.
They looked at each other with sparkly feelings, like two manky, many monkeys bouncing at a very
adorable Valentine's meal, which had R & B music playing in the background and two arrogant uncles
sleeping to the beat.
Forest regarded Marion's fragile thighs and curvaceous legs. "I don't have the funds ..." he lied.
Marion glared. "Do you want me to shove that magic gun where the sun don't shine?"
Forest promptly remembered his smart and cowardly values. "Actually, I do have the funds," he
admitted. He reached into his pockets. "Here's what I owe you."
Marion looked sad, her wallet blushing like a new, narrow newspaper.
Then Marion came inside for a nice cup of tea.
THE END