Marty on monday

I bet you can't write a story about Marty in six minutes!

Bet I can!

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Marty opened the door at the trailer rental office and found a sausage biscuit on the floor. He looked at it for a few seconds. He closed the door and stood. Then he walked around the sandwich, through the counter, through the door, and into the shop. Ed was there.

"Ed, do you know why there is a sausage biscuit on the floor out front?"

Chewing, Ed said, "Nope. Hey, where's yours?"

"You had them in the bag. You never gave it to me."

"No, I did," said Ed. "I hollered, 'Heads up!' and flipped it over my shoulder to you when we came in."

Marty stared. "I didn't come in with you. I was checkin' mileage on the truck."

Ed stared. "Well, I guess you dropped your biscuit, then."

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It took 10 minutes.