Inner Critic: Unbelievable!
Solomon: What's wrong now?
Inner Critic: Connecticut is the worst place to write stories!
Solomon: Sorry, there is no beer!
Inner Critic: What? I didn't ask for a beer!
Solomon: You asked for a Bud Light!
Inner Critic: I did not!
Solomon: You're funny, you know that?
Inner Critic: When did I ever ask for a beer? I can't even remember what I was talking about!
Allie: You were talking about cheese!
Inner Critic: Was I? It's not coming to me. I...... *fades away*
Virginia: About time! He never said people in Pennsylvania don't write stories! So he shouldn't be saying that about here!
This story was written on Wednesday, September 4th, 2024.
A/N Inner Critic, just put a cork in it! You talk too much! Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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