The 60-inch television flashes and blares.
“Take the garbage out, Stanley.”
“In a minute.”
“You said that yesterday. The kitchen stinks already.”
“Next commercial.” He works the buttons on the remote. Click. Click. Click.
“No, now.” Hands on hips, Dolores stomps in between the screen and her husband.
He tramps into the kitchen. Overstuffed bag clenched, he returns and dumps the contents on the carpet.
“Have you gone mad, Stanley?”
“Well, it’s out, isn’t it?”
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This is the new Fall Quarter of Flash in the Pan. The theme is Disturbed.
The word limit for Mad is 75 words. I used all 75.
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