Bag – Paul Malone

1200 words Humour

Life isn’t easy being a paper grocery bag, especially when your sole occupant is a belligerent bottle of vodka hell-bent on causing havoc in the mind of the ill-tempered woman carrying them both. Be warned: this story has a shattering end!

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“Careful!” The paper grocery bag said to its sole occupant—a glass bottle with bold blue print on its label, clear liquid swirling around within. Bottle had tipped again, almost punching through Bag’s bottom as it swung erratically in the hand of a sullen faced woman who hurried along a wintry pavement. “I’m just the jockey, sweetheart!” Bottle said, its voice jangling and slurred. “Ain’t this babe the sweetest filly?”

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