“I’m not sure these holly boughs will hold,” Dan said.
Mona thumbed her phone. “I’m still looking for bingle.”
Midday Matinee is our people watching, people doing and people being feature. Join the Woodland Creatures for an afternoon break.
Welcome back to Tuesday’s Tale, a weekly feature where we collaborate to write a story. Previous Tuesday’s Tales include Christmas Lists and Head-Desk. We follow the basic rules of the “Yes, And” improvisational game – accept everything written so far as part of the story, and add your own paragraph (or so) where the last addition left off – except you needn’t begin your addition with “Yes, and.” I’ll start the story….
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“Mom, what is bingle?” Steve asked.
“I dunno,” Mona said, squinting again at the Jello box, “but it must be an ingredient. How can you make Bingle Jells without bingle?”
Dan revved his pick-up and eased it forward a fraction, then muttered a curse at the sound of cracking wood. “I’ll have to use chains.”
Steve shook his head. “No, dad, the song says ‘Haul the deck with boughs of holly,’ not ‘Haul the deck with chains.’ Maybe we didn’t use enough boughs.”
Sherry nudged her brother. “You guys are making this way too complicated.”
Mona sniffed. “Says the girl who picked ‘Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer.’”
“Not fair, mom,” Sherry said. “I had to cook noodles and buy a red rose.”
Across the street, Ned shook his head. “What are they doing?”
“Scrambled carols, dear,” Nancy said. “They rearrange words or first letters and try to act it out.”
“Rod guessed ye, Gerry’s Mental Men,” Ned muttered.
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Have fun!
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