The Receipt

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The only thing on the receipt was 14 bottles of Jim Beam whiskey.

Julia sighed and dropped the receipt back onto the table. Why in the heavens did Frank insist on filling their pantry with Jim Beam once a year?
She walked slowly over to the pantry, cracking the door open just a tad. There lining two of the shelves, stood the 14 bottles. Just like last year. And the year before that. And as long as Julia had known Frank for that matter.
Frank never drank all of it. In fact, he gave the majority of it away, pawning it off on coworkers and friends.
Julia had tried to get Frank to explain it to her on multiple occasions. Every year, all Frank would do was shrug.

But not this year, damnit. This year Julia had the receipt. She was returning all of it.

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  1. Avatar Jay

    Bizarre. Makes you think. I like that.

  2. Avatar mama murph (LoA)

    uh oh! Frank is not gonna be a happy camper but I am not sure why. LOL

  3. Avatar Krulltar

    Looks like frank had to ply his friends and co-workers with alcohol to get them to like him. Poor, unhappy Frank. I’m surprised Julia hasn’t left your goofy butt…but I digress.

    Good story.

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