100 Word Challenge - Sainted

What follows is offered in response to Velvet Verbosity's 100 Word Challenge. The challenge, this week, is "Sainted".

100 Word Challenge 

Sean & Padraig

Sean and Padraig staggered along the rutted track in the stygian dark of the rural night, both of them drunk with too much stout and too much whiskey.  Singing, they were, at the top of their lungs.

"Nah, Sean.  That's not how it goes."

"It does."

"No.  I'm sure yer wrong, Sean.  That last note goes down, not up."

"No.  It's you that's wrong, Paddy.  I'm sure I sing it aright."

"Sean, my sainted mother herself taught me that song, and the last note goes down."

"Yer mother is not sainted - I sawr her yesterday."

"Oh.  Well then.  Let's go home."



Tara R. said...

Thanks for the great laugh. As always, loved your dialogue.

Allison said...

You had me at Padraig! That's my son's name (only we use a C, not a G!) <3

Velvet Verbosity said...

Teeheehee. Love the banter between these two.