PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox
A Frenchman, Scooby-Doo, and a Clown walk into a bar. The bartender asks, “What’ll you have?”
The Frenchman says, “I will have some simple joy, escape from the ever-worsening gloom that has infected the city.”
Scooby-Doo says, [translated] “I’ll have some Scooby Snacks, but what I really want is a permanent place to park the forensic lab near my apartment.”
The Clown says, “You two bozos think small, don’t you? Bartender, please give me three shots of wish and a prayer, neat.”
Exiting the bar they realize their dreams: a carousel, a parking space, and three blue mystery boxes.
Rochelle Wisoff-Fields is the talented host of Friday Fictioneers.