Stories by Sarah

Tight Arse

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He hobbled into the hospital, chuckling at the special deal sign as he walked past.

He had been called a “tight-arse” his whole life – never one to miss a bargain or save a penny.

And his assisted euthanasia would be no different – he intended to die as he lived.

By Sarah ©2019

photo by Artem Bali via Unsplash

Only 100 Words, Three Line Tales – Week 163

2 thoughts on “Tight Arse”

  1. I’m not sure whether or not it’s appropriate to laugh, but I DID think this is funny!!! I’d go for a bargain like that in a New York minute! 🙂

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