The Adventures of B & B
by Cathy D.
B and B decided to split up when they reached Penney’s. Neither wanted the other to know what size undies she wore. And Busybody wanted to check out junior lingerie just in case they had something fun and flirty she might like.
They agreed to meet at their favorite restaurant in the mall for a Burger Biggie—double meat, two kinds of cheese, avocado, fried onion rings and special sauce. Busybody only ate one piece of bread; she wanted to maintain her girlish figure.
The two discussed their purchases (hiding the size tags) and even showed the waitress, waving their bright white panties in the air while carefully avoiding the special sauce. The waitress heartily approved so they gave her a big tip.
The sun was getting low in the sky when they finally returned to their respective residences next door to each other. Busybody was already thinking about all the friends she wanted to tell about her day. Biddy just wanted a drink. It had been a good day, after all.
Judy’s Moral: The size of your burger determines the size of your panties. Never wave your burger in public.
You be the judge!
The comedy ends with a dénouement (a conclusion) in which the protagonist is better off than at the story’s outset.
The tragedy ends with a catastrophe in which the protagonist is worse off than at the beginning of the narrative.
The dénouement (pronounced /deɪnuːˈmɑ̃ː/, /deɪnuːˈmɒn/, comprises events between the falling action and the actual ending scene of the drama or narrative and thus serves as the conclusion of the story. Conflicts are resolved, creating normality for the characters and a sense of catharsis, or release of tension and anxiety, for the reader. Etymologically, the French word dénouement is derived from the Old French word dénouer, “to untie”, and from nodus, Latin for “knot.” Simply put, dénouement is the unraveling or untying of the complexities of a plot. (Wikipedia)
|What a surprise to see my own words while trolling Judy’s blog after midnight. This saga is loosely based on a real event when I shuttled three of my favorite little old ladies on a shopping trip. And yes, there was panty waving in the restaurant. Thanks, Judy, for your hilarious additions. Here’s the link to my blog: http://www.intrinsics.wordpress.com|