A Little Collection of Last Words

by Luc Reid

“Yeah, I’m finally feeling better.”

“Gosh I love mornings–don’t you?”

“We don’t have any.”

“Well, it certainly looks edible to me.”

“Crap, I need a will! Quick, get me some paper.”

“As if!”

“Are you sure it goes there?”

“Oh, I think I can handle it.”

“The red one … Christ, yes, I’m sure!”

“Want any?”

“These are harmless–look.”

“i know ur not supposed to text while driving i gues im just a rebe–”

“Here, kitty kitty!”

“Bake at 350 for 40 minutes. I made up a few batches and put them in the freezer in foil for you.”

“Hell, I’ll try anything once.”

“Yes, sir!”

“Is that a meteor?”

“I’ll be fine: I’ve done this dozens of times.”

“Did you brush your teeth?”

“Wait–“