Ginny was driving down route 59 in a Chevy Tahoe and chatting aimlessly to her friend Tammy. Tammy was driving a Navigator in downtown Chicago, ear buds set firmly into her ears and both hands on the steering wheel; that was the law. Mindy was on vacation in Arizona and riding a horse at a fancy dude ranch; she decided to call her best friends, Ginny and Tammy, to tell them about the handsome ranch guy she met the previous evening. When Ginny got Mindy’s call she conferenced in Tammy and the three girlfriends gabbed mindlessly about each others escapades, paying little attention to where they were going. Mindy’s horse stepped into a chuck hole and tossed her into a grove of cacti. She screamed as she became impaled on 50 year old Saguaro cactus. Ginny yelled, “Mindy, what happened?” And for a split second she lost control of the Tahoe and plowed into a roadside fruit stand. Tammy, shocked by the scream, drove off Michigan Avenue and wedged her Navigator under the shiny, mirror-like Bean. She looked up she saw her twisted reflection and the other warped figures looking curiously at her.
Posted on: Thu, 06 Jun 2013 19:36:56 +0000
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