inspired by Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC) of 7 April 2022, temperature.
Called my wife’s mum a shrivelled-up prune,
Far as missus concerned, ’twas High Noon,
Well, my words, they were costly,
Turned the atmosphere frosty,
And the last time she spoke was last June.
Mister Bump 
Oh, the price we pay when we play with words! 😂
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I should have said, my MIL is lovely. Just a tiny bit batty, though 🙂
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I’ve always found ‘batty’ endearing.
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We have some prunes atm. Sweet and morish! 🙂
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It’s a sign!
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Sometimes keeping our thoughts to ourselves is golden
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now you tell me 🤣
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😊😁
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That’s still ‘on speaking terms!’
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Some mother-in-laws have it coming…
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Some might say you got the better end of that deal 🥳
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But I couldn’t, possibly!
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You of all people should know the word is mightier than the sword. lol
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not guilty, ma’am!
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Last time she spoke was last June? Depending on the wife that could be a win win situation.
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I’m gobsmacked how many people are saying that!
So when I don’t speak for a week, that’s not all that bad, then?
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