Let’s listen in to two drunks going at it in a wine cellar while the party’s going on full blast upstairs.
Friday Fictioneers – Rochelle Wisoff-Fields posts a pic each week to write a 100 word story about.
This week it’s humor (funny, it was humor the week before, and the week before that, and the week before…)
Copyright – Marie Gail Stratford
An Inebriation Conversation: or, Seeing the Light
Fred, I’m qu-qu-quitting.
Qu-Quitting? Hell, Jo-Johnnn, you can’t qu-quit. We only half way to du-drunk. Hahahaha.
I can’t t-t-take it anymore, Fuh-Fre-ehhd.
Sss-Seems to me like you t-took a lot already. Pisshh.
Ha. F-F-Funny joke, Fred. But th-th-that’s…
Zat’s what?
Thuh-thuh-that’s the p-point, Fred.
J-John, I must of… must of… missed (hiccup) it (burp).
Whadja miss?
Sss-somethin’ (Fred’s head bobbles).
Oh… (John stares into the lights)
…silence…
Well, J-J-John, less-ss-ss have another drink.
Thuh-that’s-that’s the point, Fu-Fu-red. I gotta, I-uh, I gotta ss-stopp. I’mah, I’mah seeing all these c-colorful le-lights in front of me.
Any little men or an-an-animals, Je-Je-Je-Jo-ohnn?
No.
Well, h-h-hell, no n-n-need to quit. You’ve just bu-bu-begun to see the l-light, th-that’s all.
Post Script:
F-Fred, is that the lu-light at end of the t-t-tunnel?
No, j-just at the end of the bu-bottle.
Well, what does th-that mean, F-Fred?
It means it’s time to open up a nuh-nuh-ther one, J-Ja-Johnn. Ch-Cheers.
Randy Mazie
The Writer's Village 
Never is later for another glass!
neither is now too soon…
Sounds like a good night out. To be followed by the morning from hell… if it is followed by anything at all. Nice one Randy.
to be followed by an AA meeting, i suspect – at least for one.
I can really see these two guys and hear their conversation. Nicely done.
wh-wh-what’s zzzat you sss-say? 😉 Randy
I was stuttering through the post! I hope it passes. 🙂
Lily
have a good cup of java….
I think I’ve overheard similarly deep conversations. 🙂
janet
party poopin’ peeper…
wh-wh-y don’t you j-j-just join us instead of ease-ease-eavedropping?
Our eaves never drop, Randy!
And stop wine-ing!
ok. 😉 I’m eavy… I mean easy
I, too, have heard conversations like this while watching the drunken speakers sway.
nothing like a good drunk having his sway. 😉 Randy
Ha.. yes sometimes there is no other limit than the wall… literally.. a night of lost memories and morning from hell I guess
and then a little bit o’ the hair o’ the dog that bit you.
Now these guys need AA. My gal just an accident. Especially if her hubbie is Fred or John. 😉
Yeah, so we agree – you need a lawyer and these guys need a meeting.
Dear Randy,
I love the play on ‘seeing the light’. Pour me another one, please.
Aloha,
Doug
pour you another one?
These guys are drinking out of the bottles!
Wrong party, Doug.
Thanks for stopping by. Aloha. Randy
Dear Randy,
Foster Brooks and Jackie Gleason? That’s going to be one helluva a hangover. L’chaim and a belated L’Shana Tovah.
Shalom,
Rochelle
It was definitely F-f-foster Bu-rooks that I had, I had, that I was thinking of.
And hope you had a nice Rosh Hashana.
Some very sick people tomorrow, I’m sure. Nishley written, poshibly.
shank you 😉 Randy
LOL He sees the light! That’s pretty deep.
Like being in Church seeing the light.
Ugh..I can feel the hangover!
You drank too much, too?
Sounds like an intense and fun night of drunkenness (of course, I would never know this –I don’t drink very often, and even then, not very much!)
Good story!
Sure…
Randy, Great drunken dialogue. They better quit before they see the floor instead of the light. That hangover is going to be a doozy. Funny stuff. 😀 Well written. 🙂 —Susan
I think you’re right – they’ll see the floor before they’ll see the light. Randy
I think they’ve both had enough. It’s amazing they haven’t passed out yet.
You must be an amateur when it comes to drinking.
These are the guys who stay off the road on New Year’s Eve because you can’t handle your liquor.
Ha. Randy
Dear Randy, I’ve think I’ve met these guys. 🙂 Well done. LHN
so that was you at the party the other night! 😉