Three Sheets to the Wind

white-sheets-hanging-on-laundry-line-at-beach-siri-staffordWalking in a blustering wind, it was all I could do to simply roll with the ferocious breeze like a pair of die. I felt like three sheets to the wind, without a drop of whiskey! With a flimsy scarf to keep the grit from scrambling down my throat, I longed for a sturdy bandanna, or a roll of masking tape to rescue me from choking.  Each breath was like inhaling a bottle of honey. I sought safety and crawled inside a basket and curled up like a cat and quietly purred.

#Daily short tale challenge June 15, 2017.  A scarf, a roll of masking tape, a bottle of honey, a bandanna, a pair of die.

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