Waiting For Obamo

Fiction:
ThumbnailNancy: “He’s coming, I hear him.”

Harry: “What do you hear, a car?

Nancy: “Not a car. There are no cars anymore.”

Harry: “Obamo has a car. It’s the last one.”

Nancy: “I hear him. Stop talking” (looking to the sky) “The talking is done because Obamo is here.”

Harry: “Where is he?”

Nancy: He’s on his way.

Harry: “Where did he get the gas?”

Nancy: “Forget that now. What shall we catch for dinner, rats or bugs?

Harry: “I’ll wait for Obamo.”

Nancy: “Me too.”

(they starve to death)

The End

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