Mulligan’s Stew
“So what’ll ya have, Mac?”
“Ya know what, Jack… yer Mulligan Stew, a large order.” The burly man licked his chops.
Within minutes, Jack Mulligan was back, order in hand.
“Yer stew’s the best; what’s in it?”
“Never tell, Mac. I’d kill first.”
“Wouldn’t want that!” The restaurant, small, Mac laughed with several agreeing eavesdroppers. “Hiring again? Full time?”
“Pinewater’s tiny; everybody’s working. I like the temps… the transients, lettin’ ’em contribute while making a few bucks ’fore passing on.”
Suddenly a hobo walked in… looking a little gamy.
“Lookee there, Mac, maybe a hire.”
Jack smiled.
Very nice, Rob! In a disgusting, revolting kind of way, of course.
Comment by Bob Eccles — February 21, 2012 @ 4:57 pm
A novel take on Sweeney Todd, nice one. I’ll pass on the stew though …
Comment by Sandra Crook — February 22, 2012 @ 2:38 pm