#1071395 added May 19, 2024 at 11:23pm Restrictions: None
Swedish Meatballs... (original drabble)
In God's Waiting Room we're attentive to each other; so, Willie invited us to join her for lunch.
As a nurse she was used to serving others. The Swedish meatballs were soft, small, and brown with a creamy (but deadly) mushroom sauce.
Sedated, Laxmi (our token vegan) nodded off first, then Kathi. I drank coffee to stay awake whilst Phil (a slow eater) seemed drowsy. Willie plopped meatballs.
When Willie served cherry pie, Slow-Phil immediately dropped dead. Cyanide acts fast.
Wille just laughed and then started to choke on a meatball.
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