But I Smile Anyway…

This Friday, Ronovan gave a challenge to write some humour!
Check it out here.

PROMPT
1) Try to write a humor piece.
2) No word count limit.
3) Pick at least three of the following words to include: dog, cat, toy, fever, ski, fluffy, machete, purple drink

Stag Don’t!

Aw man my head! What was in that stuff we drank last night?

All I remember is a huge glass, well, more like a fishbowl actually, full of this sickly sweet liquid. A purple drink, a totally girly drink, and all the lads chanting “Drink it! Drink it!”

What could I do? I had to finish it, it was a matter of pride.

I gingerly opened an eye and saw the toy dog in the corner of the room…What on earth was that there for? Wrapped around my neck was pink fluffy feather boa, and in my hand was a large plastic machete…

Then I groaned…

Memories slowly cleared from the hangover haze, as I recalled the dare…

Oh God!!!!!

I knew I should never have agreed to allow Dean to get involved in the organisation of my Stag do!