How the Cookie Crumbles

Life and scribbles on the far side of SIXTY-FIVE

Flash in the Pan – Cantina


“Can’t take you nowheres. Wake up.”

“Wha…?” The big lug raises crusted eyes beneath white blond brows.

“You smell…throw up.”

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Head drifting and chin dipping, Stubbs’s forehead smacks the table again.

The Navajo scout shoves his hat back. “Gringos—too emotional.” He strides to the well and douses his friend with a spittoon-full of water.

Nothing; nobody watches; nobody cares.

Without warning the blond lurches upward like a zombie.

“Hey man, we gotta get you outta here. You can’t show your face in this cantina again.”

“What happened?”

“Can’t say, or you’ll murder somebody.”


The scout squints, and grins.

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Author: Let's CUT the Crap!

I'm getting a little LONG in the tooth and have things to say about---ouch---AGEing. I believe it's certainly a state of mind but sometimes it's nice to hear that you're NORMAL. I enjoy reading by the truckload. I'm a grandma but I don't feel OLD although I'm not so young anymore. My plan is to stick it out as long as I can on this lovely planet and only will leave it kicking and screaming!

16 thoughts on “Flash in the Pan – Cantina

  1. Great line: “The big lug raises crusted eyes beneath white blond brows.” Nice.


  2. This one’s great! I smell throw up, crusted eyes. You can smell and see this one, Tess.


  3. i’m still cringing at the thought of getting doused by a spittoon full of water! Very vivid, Tess!


  4. Yes great imagery Tess!


  5. Can’t even think what they got up to last night 🙂


  6. This one is absolutely fabulous Tess. Ick, throw up combined with a spitoon of water!


  7. It sounds like one heck of a messy morning. Time to go back to sleep. What fun.


  8. I like the way you use words I’ve never heard of. Like lug!