200 Word Flash Fiction
Grandma doesn’t understand “gift”.
We've all had that grandma ha
No, my grandma was a Saint.
I had one grandma, Bunny (Blanche) who was just kinda sorta a bit mean.
Anyone named Bunny and or Blanche has to be a character.
She would introduce herself, often to random people such as easily embarrassed grocery baggers, as "The Original Playboy Bunny" complete with hip-wiggle and 😉. As a teenager this was not cool; as an adult, I'd just roll my eyes.
I can absolutely picture that. A true character. Maybe I'll do an homage.
Grandmotherf—-er!
Maybe that should have been the title.
Grandma doesn’t understand “gift”.
We've all had that grandma ha
No, my grandma was a Saint.
I had one grandma, Bunny (Blanche) who was just kinda sorta a bit mean.
Anyone named Bunny and or Blanche has to be a character.
She would introduce herself, often to random people such as easily embarrassed grocery baggers, as "The Original Playboy Bunny" complete with hip-wiggle and 😉. As a teenager this was not cool; as an adult, I'd just roll my eyes.
I can absolutely picture that. A true character. Maybe I'll do an homage.
Grandmotherf—-er!
Maybe that should have been the title.