For this weeks Warmup Wednesday we had to incorporate the beginning or end of a lifelong journey into a story about the following prompt:
Why do I always get the fatties? He must weigh 300 pounds. I try dragging him into the boat, but he’s not cooperating. Panic makes people stupid. I jump into the water and grab handfuls of his arse, pushing him up into the boat. I kick my legs furiously, but there’s no purchase.
Slowly he pulls himself up, letting out an almighty fart right in my face. I gag as I pull myself back on board and Frank pats me on the back, “You sure today’s your last day Bill?”
“You know what, I think I am. Hooray for retirement!