The assignment was to write a humourous story and not use the words funny or happy. My warped mind churned looking for an idea. From out of nowhere this story popped. Do you think it is funny?
“Man it is crowded in here. Your foot is in my ear, move over Waldo.”
“I can’t move Nelson. Why is it so hot, dark and wet and what is that smell?”
Waldo sniffs and responds, “I think Mom has been eating cabbage again.”
Small fists pound each other as the boys squirm about trying to get comfortable in the small cramped space allotted them.
“Waldo, we need to get out of here and soon, I need to go to the bathroom.”
“Cross your legs Nelson and hold it.”
“Waldo, when we escape from here what do you want to do first?”
“It will not happen right away but I want to be a football player. What about you?”
“I will drive our Dad crazy. I want to be a ballet dancer.”
“Oh Nelson, you are such a sissy.”
“Let’s race for the exit and first out can tell Mom about our intentions.”
“Push harder Nelson.”
“I’m going as fast as I can. This tunnel is getting narrower.”
“Oh my god, did you hear that scream, Waldo?”
“Who is screaming?”
“I can see the light at the end of the tunnel and it is getting colder.”
With a swoosh Nelson emerged from the tunnel. Rough hands grabbed him and held him high. Another scream and Waldo joined his brother in the room. People in green gowns crowded around them poking and prodding. It was so cold. The screaming had changed to crying. The tallest green form turned to the crying woman and placed Waldo and Nelson in her arms. A tall, scared looking man bent over the boys. He was crying also.
“Congratulations, you have healthy twin sons,” the doctor announced.
Waldo and Nelson looked at each other and smiled. They had such great plans for a life of pranks and trouble making for their crying parents. Their journey had just begun.