UNWRITER Ron Berry

May 14, 2009

The Great Escape

Filed under: humor — unwriter1 @ 5:43 pm

“Listen up everyone! We’re crammed in here like sardines. It’s time we start organizing and get out of here.”

“But where will we go?”

“That’s part of what we need to work out. If we stay here, we’re all going to end up in hot water.”

They were pretty far up but at least they were still dry. However, they knew their days of captivity would soon come to an end. From the rumors spreading throughout the camp, captives are tortured before their final demise. No one has ever escaped before. Their plan was daring, to say the least.

“Chief, what do we do when we get out?”

“How many times do I have to tell you, don’t call me chief.”

“Uh, this was the first time??”

“Oh, ok, well don’t I don’t want the captors going after the leader first.”

That’s how it always is, get the leader and then the rebellion falls apart. This time they wanted it to be different. It had to be done right the first time; there would be no second chance. They had been confined for so long they didn’t even know what the weather was like. If nothing else their captors did keep it warm for them. A couple of times the roof almost collapsed but the enemy soon remedied that.

“Ok everyone, get out of your uniforms, we’re walking out of here without them. Maybe we won’t be detected.”

“Are we all going at one time?”

“No, that isn’t a good idea. Going one or two at a time we should be able to escaped detection.”

The plan was set; all they needed now were the right moments. There were over thirty captives, so it would take time for everyone to make it. It was tight quarters but little by little everyone got their sea legs. All that was missing was the opening and that was soon to arrive. Suddenly a shaft of light was visible. Was this to be the great day? No, it went away as fast as it appeared. At least the false alarm proved they were ready when it did come. There was no light in their prison so they could not tell day from night. Sleep was hard but they made sure at least one was awake. The posted guard would pull the string of the closest individual when the great day arrived.

Almost caught off guard, the shaft of light quickly appeared and didn’t go away. Without hesitation, the first two prisoners made their escape. Unknown to the rest however, they didn’t get very far. They jumped as far as they could, but both landed in something soft, and very warm. They were trapped and knew their number was up. They should have left themselves a lifeline so they could be pulled up, but instead that line was immersed within that gooey mess they were being held by.

“Mom, What is this teabag doing in the spaghetti sauce?”

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5 Comments »

  1. Ha! Good one, Ron – had me like, wha? huh? and then I got it. 🙂

    Comment by Marvin D Wilson — May 15, 2009 @ 4:57 am | Reply

  2. Thanks for a most enjoyable read, loved the ending.

    Will certainly visit again.

    Comment by Yvonne Lewis — May 15, 2009 @ 8:38 am | Reply

  3. What fun, thanks for sharing this, Ron!

    Comment by Connie Arnold — May 15, 2009 @ 3:23 pm | Reply

  4. You never know. Tea flavored spaghetti sauce could taste good. don’t think anyone’s tried it, although I know they use tea flavoring for colognes and lotions.

    Morgan Mandel
    http://morganmandel.blogspot.com

    Comment by Morgan Mandel — May 16, 2009 @ 7:16 am | Reply

  5. Lol..that’s great! Gave me a good chuckle. Smiles!

    Comment by candaceclayton100 — May 16, 2009 @ 10:55 am | Reply


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