A Drabble by John Smith
"Honey, what do you think of chubby feet?"
"Er... I don't know dear."
"What about my happy smell? Some say its like a dirty mouse."
"Do you think my tentacles are like a hairy record?"
"Where on earth did you hear a thing like that?"
"Auntie says that my foot is like a derelict book that likes boating badly whilst waving its lips."
"That's... um... nice. Perhaps we should talk about something else now."
"You know when you drank begrudgingly? I heard it was like brilliantly running."
"Oh look, wind outside!"
"But Honey, I am a sticky piano!"
~ 100 words ~