The four of us decided to stop in
the little town by the river for lunch, and we asked the waiter if there were
any tourist attractions to check out.
“We’re
proud to be the home of the World's Narrowest Football Field,” he said, and he
tossed us a football and we went to take a look.
What a
bizarre field! It was laid out wholly on lily pads with bushes for sidelines
and goalposts. We struggled to stay in-bounds, got soaked, and had a fun
time.
"Why
are you guys so drenched?" asked the waiter as we returned.
“We’ve just come from the World’s
Narrowest Football Field,” I answered.
"The
World's Narrowest Football Field is by the high school. You've just come
from the World's Narrowest Poison Ivy Patch!"
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I only hope I didn't play too badly in the above game on the World’s Narrowest Football Field since it may be some time before I ever play again. I've heard of someone being a break-out star, but this is ridiculous.
Oh well, I might as well pass the ball to the other Friday Fictioneers, and you can check out how well they've played the game regarding the picture prompt above by clicking here.
"Touchdown!" No, I'm not talking about the kind you score in a football game. It's me scratching the nether parts of my body which are just itching the hell out of me!
Ha! They're in for a rough time, aren't they? Well played... even if it was on the wrong field.
ReplyDeleteThank you! Many people have complimented me on my arm. You know how it glows and keeps falling off and stuff.
Deletewell, what a twist!
ReplyDeleteOur protagonist would like to twist it back I think.
DeleteTwo of the 'world's most ... ' in one town. No wonder they don't publicise the poison ivy patch. I love where you took this, Perry. Very funny.
ReplyDeleteI should have taken you along with me then.
DeleteOh, what a twist! Best to do all your homework before you explore! Love it.
ReplyDeleteYeah, they should have gotten the "(name of little town) for Morons" first.
DeleteLet's just hope they didn't play in their shorts. Or less. Good one.
ReplyDeleteI never play in my shorts. Sorry to frustrate the women of the world.
DeleteHa... that's a hoot for the waiter at least.
ReplyDelete"BTW, I have the best Poison Ivy ointment; Just $999"
No thanks. I think I look better this way.
DeleteThis is why men need to stop and ask for directions :) Funny story.
ReplyDeleteThat's true. And stop twice because the first time I get it all screwed up anyway.
DeleteDear Perry,
ReplyDeleteNow I'm itching all over for some reason. Quite an outbreak of humor here. Oh that Cal-O-Mine.
Shalom,
Rochelle
Sweet Cal-O-Mine, for you I pine. I wish it had been pine other than ivy! Keep scratching, you'll be okay in a couple of weeks.
DeleteI agree with Rochelle and Sandra and Bjorn, well, everyone I suppose. Look before you l-e-a-p! Alicia
ReplyDeleteNah, I'll just keep leaping. What else could happen?
DeleteVery appropriate with the Super Bowl only days away. I hope the cheerleaders didn't practice out there too.
ReplyDeleteIf so, you can call them the Itchy Scratchy Squad.
Odd,the only cheerleaders out there had skin like an alligator's butt. Which was good for me cause I had no competition!
Deletethis was a fun story only a guy named russell ..er, perry could squiggle. well done. :)
ReplyDeleteWe both squiggle very well, thank you!
DeleteGod forbid guys asking for directions... :)
ReplyDeleteWe're too proud to even ask Siri for directions ...
DeleteLOL. I bet the waiter had a good time. --gahlearner
ReplyDeleteBut a lousy tip!
DeleteGive a guys a football and he can't help but start playing.
ReplyDeleteYikes ... once they found out about the poison ivy. Funny humor in this story.
Isadora ��
Thanks! Less funny for the guys than for everyone else I fear.
DeleteOh crap! lol
ReplyDeleteCrap, which I imagine there was, would have only made it worst.
DeleteWell, oops! It's going to be a rough night for them. But now that you mention it, Perry, I can see that football field in this picture. It's no wonder they were confused. And Happy Superbowl to you!
ReplyDeleteYeah, I saw a football field right away. Naturally Governor Christie couldn't play there.
DeleteBetter pay attention when you ask for something. Very nice, enjoyable fun story.
ReplyDeleteThank you. Glad you enjoyed.
DeleteHilarious, Perry. If you guys had stuck around you could have been an added attraction for the Chamber of Commerce to point out. You could always fill a tub with Calamine lotion and climb in. Well done--I don't mean playing ball in poison ivy. :D --- Suzanne
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