Flip Flops


It’ll be fun. You can see the planets.

Bullshit. I didn’t come to Hawaii to look at fucking planets. How about learning to surf? How about getting laid?

And then I see the snow. I can’t believe my eyes. Snow? In Hawaii?

In the front seat they sit  chattering away about how pretty it is.

“You may not give a shit, but I am wearing flip flops.”

Mom turns in her seat. “Randy, I told you. It’s on a mountain.”

“Observatories are usually on mountains, Randy,” smirks Dad.

I swear, I am going to push him over the fucking railing.


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17 Replies to “Flip Flops”

  1. I love this. And I’m with the kid, who expects snow in Hawaii… I only learned through the Friday Fictioneers that Hawaii has five climate zones. In any case, great story.


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