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I knew it was rude to stare, but the woman was topless, had two heads but no noses, and was carrying a bazooka. She greeted me in a thick accent. “You’re the missionary?”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Her mouths spoke in unison. “How lovely. You can discuss lodging with the priests over there.” I followed her directions to a large swampy hut.

Suddenly, I was surrounded by crocodiles! It’s a trap! I realized. I wondered how many other unwanted missionaries had met their end here.

But then one crocodile cleared its throat. “Hello, brother. We’ve gathered here to receive the Good News.”

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    Neville Hunt 4 months ago

    Love it. Nicely wacky Beck. 🙂

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    Drew Martyn 4 months ago

    Suddenly, staring at the topless lady doesn't seem so bad! Brilliantly surreal :)

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