“So then I moved Buck’s camouflage wallet to his other pants pocket,” Sally said.

Trisha giggled. “Ooh, you’re mean.”

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 If Frodo Said “No” and Dog Daze. 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….


Note: Today’s characters were introduced in Real Ghostwives of Bigfoot County.


Sally blushed. Or glowed. “Well, he spent half of last week’s show talking about hooters, and he didn’t mean owls.”

“True,” Trisha continued. “Witch of the Woods, Chick calls her. Ri-i-i-ight.”

“Bitch of the Briar Patch,” Rachel said. “That’s who I said Doc was gonna meet if he said one more word about witchy-poo.”

“Buck thinks she’s real,” Sally said.

Trisha huffed. “Oh, she’s real all right. Usually she’s the backup sound tech. Melanie in makeup thought of the idea and Connie in costumes made the dress.”

Rachel nodded. “But they didn’t tell the guys, so the guys think he’s real.”

“So,” Trisha said, “what happened when you moved Buck’s wallet?”

“He couldn’t find it. Coz, well, it’s camouflaged,” Sally said. She giggled. “And coz his ass was numb from sitting on that stump all night.”


Have fun!


Photo Credit: Paul Michael Hughes (Guinness World Records), ‘Ghosted’ by Crissie Brown (BPICampus.com)