Li'l ol' lady

A game of scrabble thatt does not end well

It was a dark winter’s night. The storm was raging outside and the rain mercilessly lashing at the windows. Inside the house, it was cosy and warm. Fire was roaring in the fireplace, adding a touch of romanticism to the air. 

Jack and Jill sat at the coffee table, playing scrabble. They liked to play in French so, naturally, used French letters that may come in handy when they, later, retired to bed, as they were not ready for kids yet. Jack was leading, for a change, for Jill usually ended the game well ahead of her husband. While Jack was pondering his next move, Jill daintily placed her 7 tiles, beautifully reaching the red, triple-value square. “Schnouf”. Jack stared at the word, bug-eyed.

“What, in the name of god, is this word?” demanded Jack.

“It means powder cocaine. Look it up”, replied Jill, smugly.

“Ah, ok”, Jack mumbled, grudgingly. Then he added “show off”, under his breath.

“Am not”, retorted Jill.

“Are, too” he said.

“You’re just jealous”, she replied, barely hiding her smile. “Now, that’s 73 points, unless I’m very much mistaken.”

And the game continued while the old lady was sitting in her comfy chair, knitting mittens for the kittens of which she was smitten. Presently they were gambolling at her feet. She rearranged the comforter over her knees and sighed contentedly.

At one point during the game, Jack leaned over the board and beckoned for his wife. Curious, she approached and, clearly embarrassed, he whispered:

“Darling, I don’t want to sound mean or anything, but isn’t it high time that your mother found a place of her own? After all, she’s been with us for 18 years.”

Jill nearly fell off her chair when she jerked back, stunned by her husband’s words. Her eyes grew big. She dropped her tiles, which clattered on the table.

“WHAT?” she shouted. “MY mother? I thought she was YOUR mother!!!!”

Reviews

[Cryingkate]

This was a real fun one Woody, Loved many things about it.
Loved the familiarity things that we have all recognized used in this new write
Jack and Jill and ,kittens and mittens and the scrabble board game.

I can tell this was a creative flow for sure.
Know How I can tell?
Cause it has layers... and a main thread woven..
This one is about confusion and it is woven in layers even the scrabble board that has letters all mixed up to unscramble into words.It goes with the confusion of who the Lady is too.

Just maybe...... When Jack fell up the hill and Jill come tumbling afer if when the Old Lady came into the house? :-)

[Woody]

haha a very interesting take on how the lady sneeked into the house. thank you so much for a lovely review Kate. so glad you liked it.

[Cryingkate]

My pleasure.........

[Jacob Clifford]

Pfft, your creativity really knows no bounds. The hints of Jack and Jill's (ha!) relationship is enjoyable, then the details with the old lady add depth to the story. And that final paragraph gets ya thinkin' . . .

[Samuel Dickens]

Thanks for another ride to Wacky-ville, Woody! Your mother? My mother? Sheesh. Apparently, the game of scrabble causes extreme forgetfulness.

[Woody]

haha yes, I came to that painful conclusion, years ago. these days, I stick to crosses and circles.
thank you Sam. hah Wacky-ville, indeed.

[Taylor]

Woody, here you go again! This is a marvelous, long joke and you were successful in getting a chuckle from me with the punchline. I love the twist and turns of the tale, the innuendoes and the final shock. Or should I say the climax?

[Woody]

haha I think it's apt to call it climax. thank you very much dear. glad you enjoyed it.
if truth be told, the punchline served as a spring board. it's only an excuse for me to ramble along and generally make a fool of myself :)

[Gee]

French letters,all we are missing is a 69 word score.Nice Woody,nice

[Woody]

Gee, Gee! so glad you got the French letters. apparently non British reviewers are not familiar with the expression. 69 word score! good one. should've thought of it.
thanks a lot Gee.

[Gee]

You make me sound like a horse,neigh,a mule!!French letters,an over coat for the old chap,a sheaf for the shaft........the list goes on.Keep 'em coming!!!

[Woody]

hahaha I admit I've never come across those. good to know.
the first Gee was meant to be an exclamation of course. but your moniker's funny. but neigh away, my friend, by all means :))

[Valentine]

A very creative take on the inside of an old tale. A very funny ending,,,couldn't help but laugh. Valentine

[Woody]

thank you Kathie. tell you the truth, sometimes the punchline is only an excuse for me to fool around and mess with the characters' minds :)

[Valentine]

Do you walk through life just thinking of punch lines? Kathie

[Woody]

I suppose you can say I'm a fun loving guy :)

[Tom]

I doubt they both have been over indulging in 'the schnouf' ?

[Woody]

I wouldn't be surprised old chum. particularly now that they found out the'd beeing duped by a clever li'l ol' lady.

[Frieda P]

OKAY that made me laugh out loud! hahahaha....!

knitting mittens for the kittens of which she was smitten-pretty clever you. :)

[Woody]

thank you Frieda. I'm overwhelmed. love the sound of your laughter by the way.

[Matching Socks]

Lol. :)
It's wonderful to visit for my comic relief. :)

[Woody]

haha. I'll be glad to act as your therapist :)