No big laughs this week, but hopefully a gentle chuckle and a smile
Good Things Come To Optimistic Shopping Trolleys
The shopping trolley was an optimistic fellow, which was handy because he’d had a shitty day. Lesser trolleys would have crumpled by now.
First, he’d been loaded up with beer well beyond his recommended capacity, then kidnapped from the supermarket, joy-ridden through the streets and flung in the river.
There he lay, on his side, half submerged.
‘Not bad here,’ he thought, optimistically. ‘I might even learn to swim.’
As the day waned, he grew a little lonely.
‘Some company would be nice.’
‘Hello,’ said a passing whelk. ‘Do you mind if I hang for a bit?
‘Perfect,’ said Trolley.
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