The calendar in Shad’s and Gronk’s cave read 986, 000 B.C. Every night they noticed that their neighbors were playing with something odd.
“I don’t know, Gronk,” Shad told her husband. “We got one bunch of nuts on our right, think God created the world in only six days. These other fruitcakes to the left are suckers for any newfangled scientific discovery they can spoil their kids with.”
“Unfortunately,” Gronk said, “my friend Noah keeps insisting it’s supposed to rain. How bad can it be though? What are the chances of our having yet another Epic Of Gilgamesh around here?”
Welcome back to Rochelle’s weekly Friday Fictioneers. This week, Anshu Bhojnagarwala has graciously supplied the much~needed photo prompt.