High Jacked

Max Mason operated a jackhammer
in a reckless and dangerous manner.
He made threats with the machine
until a sheriff came on the scene:
Max and hammer are in a slammer.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Laurie Avatar
December 23, 2015 at 9:03 PM
G'day Paul... I trust that there is not a power point in Maxs' cell or he'll soon have a hole in the wall - Lindsay
Schneiter Avatar
December 31, 2015 at 4:57 PM
Oops, couldn't resist "hammer" and "slammer." My forced rhyme could have led to another crime! (Have I no shame?) . . . I always enjoy your comments, Lindsay, and I love your story poems. Say hello to the 'roos for me.
Allison Avatar
December 21, 2015 at 6:17 PM
very clever humour Paul I especially love the punch line lol:-) happy Christmas to you and your loved ones:-) hugs Jan xx
Allison Avatar
December 21, 2015 at 6:23 PM
Thanks Paul:-) My son arrived home today we did not know until last night if he would come home at all - it is for a short time but being together is the best gift possible:-) hugs Jan xx
Schneiter Avatar
December 21, 2015 at 6:20 PM
Hi, Jan. It's a delight to hear from you. Thank you for the kind comment. I wish you and your loved ones a joyful Christmas.
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