The crunching sound reminded me of a child eating cereal without milk. That it emanated from my left kneecap in Morse code was rather disturbing.
Not that I understood Morse code. The Cub Scouts expelled me before that lesson. But I could hear short crunches and long crunches in a distinctive pattern, so I surmised it was Morse code.
I frantically copied the dashes and dots on the back of an envelope, then found an app on my phone to decipher them into words. I stared, stunned, at the result. Hello, we’ve been trying to reach you about your vehicle’s warranty.
As one who has received thousands of vehicle warranty calls from all over the nation and who also has a persistent clicking in my knee, I am disturbed. That being said, I am laughing hysterically and sharing your post with my family.
Well laid out, descriptive, and downright funny!
This really made me laugh. Great Flash!
Congrats on a great flash story. Funny!
Hysterical!
Hysterical. Really hit a nerve, but in my elbow!
I love it. I live it. A huge laugh. I will read it aloud to my knee brace as I struggle with the Velcro closures
Great piece.
I missed a character arc for you or your knee. Perhaps that was because I was laughing so hard. : )
Nicely done.
Great ending, Dart.
I enjoyed this story a lot! Thanks!
I want to know why the cub scouts expelled you! Lol! Thanks for the laugh!
Oh my goodness, I need to consult my warranty too!! Great idea. Made me laugh! Thank you
Very clever tale…well done… I enjoyed the fantasy…
Hilarious, relevant and masterfully penned, Howard!
Once I crossed 60, unwanted calls increased dramatically. It was the bane of my existence until I finally got a robocall screening app. Take THAT vehicle warranty telemarketers!?
That was very good.