Bar Tender Have You seen My Denture

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Bar Tender Have You seen My Denture

It is early in the morning. A bar tender is busy wiping out the counter 
and washing ashtrays from the night before. In staggers Bob with a lob sided 
smile, smelling like musty ale and day old cigs. "Charlie old buddy, any chance you found me dentures? I think I lost them while drinking the ale last night.Stupid me!" (he knocks on his nuggin couple of times then sheepishly grins)"I'm done snakin' in on you dude. All I can tell you is the last time I saw you you were throwing d'em darts and clapping them teeth real loud with Joe the plumper. The crap table was the last place I saw you park your ass. I don't know. Maybe you lost them there?" Sorry Bob but I'm armpit sweatin' and I need to get this place cleaned up before the Matriarch comes back from the races, Then I won't get to clap my jiggers either. Now go on you big lug. (he shoos him away like an old fly) 

Bob scratches his head as he parks himself on the side steps and thinks, 
"now if I were a pair of teeth, where would I be?" Suddenly Billy arrives 
in his new skudda hoo and flashes Bob one of d'em million dollar smiles 
"Son of a gun you got my teeth" cries Bob. 
Billy straightens his neck tie then does a little clearing with his throat 
"Sorry Bob. Right is right. I won them fair and square. I never enjoyed 
them grits until I chomped them with my new sizzors." (snap snap went 
the yellow teeth that looked like they'd been through war and back) 
"You give me back my teeth you fowl smellin' gut forked yelly belly 
whale" But Billy wasn't about to give them up. in fact he only added 
fuel to the fire when he said, "And by the way," (wink wink) I slept 
with your Missy! Then there was a loud smack and the dentures 
were safely tucked back in. Bob dusted his tails and said, 
"Well, that's that." then went back home to his Missy, smilin' and 
feelin' all sassy. 
The End. 

Copyright © Mystic Rose | Year Posted 2017 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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  1. Date: 3/27/2017 10:10:00 PM
    nice write I love it

  1. Date: 3/23/2017 5:31:00 PM
    Well done!! I like details/description a lot!!

  1. Date: 3/23/2017 4:48:00 PM
    Good Evening Mystic. This entry and tale was the smile for the night. Thank you for that. I found it very endearing. We readers were all in the scene looking on. That is a credit to your writing and clarity. Bless Bob and the bartender too. And yes of course Missy (ha ha). This was adorable. Well done in its entirety.

  1. Date: 3/23/2017 3:32:00 PM
    - A story that is a joy to read with a smile, thanks Vie Rose :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

  1. Date: 3/23/2017 11:22:00 AM
    Wow, a funny tale. Who would ever dare put on dentures of another person? Lovely write, Vie.

  1. Date: 3/23/2017 7:27:00 AM
    A wonderful, funny narrative, Vienna. Those dentures are so easy to lose. Hugs. T.J