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In Poor Taste

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In Poor Taste


“That’s not funny, Jack.”

“All I’m saying is we should suggest it to them.”

“Is this really the time or the place for that sort of humour?”

“Awe, come on, Daniel, it’s perfect!”

Daniel turned his head to glare at Jack.  Despite the blood that dripped from Jack’s bruised temple he smiled brightly.  Daniel faced forward again and closed his eyes in exasperation.  He pulled at the hemp ropes that kept his wrists bound to the sturdy wooden crossbar.  The heat from the near by fire was causing sweat to roll off his skin.  The sounds of drumming and primal singing pounded against his ears.

“Daniel?”

“Jack…I’m fairly certain that when they came out with ‘Jack Daniel’s Barbeque Sauce’ that this…”  Daniel attempted to gesture at their current situation  “isn’t what they had in mind.”

“Have you tried it?”

“What is wrong with you?”  Daniel asked seriously........
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