Copyright Claire Fuller
The Pressure had spiked out of control!
Poor Barley Lumpkin, responsible for keeping proper pressure in the chamber, had fouled up. It was his first day on the job and running from latch to latch had been too much for him.
"What have you done?" screamed Manager Cromwell. Barley felt terrible but he helped Cromwell stabilize the pressure and remove the unit from the chamber. "Whatever this has done to the unit,” said Cromwell, “we'll have to go with it.” And soon the unit was placed on Donald Trump's head.
This proved the beginning of the end for Mr. Trump. His neatly groomed hair, parted at the side, robbed him of much of his charisma. Soon the rest of the novelty wore off as well.
And Barley Lumpkin --- both to Democrats and Republicans alike --- became a hero.
Yeah, it's almost 140 words. So it took me a couple of extra words to knock off Donald Trump. Wasn't it worth it?
The other Friday Fictioneers have no doubt knocked off a thing or two themselves, and you can follow follow their exploits relative to the picture prompt above by clicking on the heroic name of Barley Lumpkin right here.
Maybe Barley Lumpkin can maintain the chamber that contains Mr. Trump's sensitivity next.