The Day Ben Belched - Continued
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Read & share in Ben's horrific trauma. Learn how belching can scar one for life...
Ben gasped, then made out the silhouette in the distance. "Daddy? Is that you, daddy?"
"Yes,
gas wipe," father
drawled, his tone sandblasted with irritation. "Come
here, you idiot. How dare you ruin my chances with Mr. Whitfield! He'll
never sell me the Geo now! You're gonna get yours, Mister!"
"Daddy,
please - you're scaring me!" Ben
pleaded, hugging closer to the tree. He was so tense....so tense that he could
feel his overly long nails digging into the trunk of the tree. "Calm
down, daddy dear..."
"Don't you daddy-dear me, you idiot! You've ruined everything - you and your illustrious belching! Onions and garlic at that!"
"I'm sorry, daddy," Ben offered, batting his eyes like a window shade stuck in neutral. He was a bit scared of daddy's gravely voice. "It's my new diet, daddy. My body is still adjusting to the gassy foods. Please don't be angry."
"Angry?
I'm not angry! I'm infuriated, Ben," father
spat out, his steps drawing closer and closer and closer....
For the first time, Ben noticed something wet by his feet. The evening dew had rolled into the area. If he would not have been so concerned about daddy, he would have inspected the leather uppers of his rubber-soled shoes. It wouldn't do to experience shrinkage.
Ben concentrated on dangerous-looking daddy and tried desperately to reason. "Daddy! Do you think that I actually intended on....on letting out that awful blasto gasto at the table? I tell you - it's my new diet. Surely you have noticed that I've lost weight? I cannot help that it takes time for my body to adjust to the gassy, low calorie foods-"
"I'll adjust you, Ben!"
Ben shrieked, but father halted as a stranger's voice permeated the air. It was Mr. Whitfield...
"Hank,
please. Don't be upset with Ben," Mr.
Whitfield tried to reason. "I
must say that I am a bit curious to learn about his new diet." Then
to Ben, "You've
lost a few pounds there son. Looking good. Think you'd mind sharing
some diet tips with me?"
Mr. Whitfield reached up to touch his lips in thought, then drew his eyes together like a tiny tarantula when threatened. "Oh my, excuse me. I didn't realize I'd been so liberal with the cranberry sauce at the table this evening. Ha ha ha!!"
Wiping his lips, he placed his free hand onto Ben's shoulder. "Now, about that diet, son. ..."
Needless to say, Hank got his Geo and at a fair price, too. Ben went on to show Mr. Whitfield the art of losing weight, sharing the awesome Diet Bites site with him. At night they would have belching contests together. Everyone was happy and content. And it all began in an odd sort of way, on The Day That Ben Belched......
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