Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Teen-age Fornication!

Grampa Batty stirs from his afternoon nap just long enough to catch the end of a news bulletin.

"For-or-ornication!" spittle flying, the grizzled geezer howls, with the first syllable rising in a tremulous quiver. "Teen-agers! You can't trust 'em! Why in my day..."

Grampa stops in mid-sentence, falling back to sleep.

It was all just a dream, wasn't it? Nothing to it. Nothing at all.

Or perhaps it was something else entirely?

By Professor Batty



5 Comments:

Anonymous Jon said...

"It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well..." Emmylou Harris


Blogger Móðir, kona, meyja said...

But surely abortions were legal in your day?


Blogger Professor Batty said...

MKM- actually, they weren't legal until I was 22... not that I ever engaged in teen-aged fornication (not for the lack of trying.)
This story is going to explode in the next few days- and the teen's pregnancy is not the real story...


Blogger Rose said...

Email from my daughter today: "No joke -- I saw a car at the corner of Harrison and Franklin this morning with the license plate 4NAQATR"
You can get away with anything in Virginia!


Blogger Professor Batty said...

Rose- well, after all it is for lovers!

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