Today, Mistress Rochelle, Queen of Friday Fictioneer Musing, and Fleur Lind have provided a photo prompt that (I admit to getting lost here) took me to a movie scene and jerked my sense of political humor. If I offended any Texas Reps, they have my most insincere apologies.
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Genre: Political Humor
Title: Sexist Mandates
Word Count: 100
After sipping her wine, the lady at the next table tossed her head back and yelled “yes, yes, yes.”
Her knickers slid down to her ankles.
Our waiter asked, “Have you decided, sir?”
I smiled, “I’ll have what she’s having.”
He asked, “May I see your driver’s license?”
I laughed, handing over my Texas license. “I am way over 21.”
“That’s not it, Mr. Bill. The wine you requested is forbidden by Abbott Mandate for males, which your DL says you are. It can cause multiple orgasms and no biological males can survive that.”
I ordered Bud Lite and Roadkill.
Look both ways as I remove my tongue from my cheek.
Mind the gaps found between truth and fiction.
Live, love, and laugh often.
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If you are unfamiliar with the scene from the movie, When Harry Met Sally, allow this YouTube trailer to make your day.