(Author’s note: I’ve been a bit busy with classes and other things, but I hope to get myself back to posting twice a week soon. Otherwise, here’s today’s Fictioneers.)
© Sean Fallon
240 and 242
by Miles H. Rost
“Alright, Ma’am. What happened here?”
“Frankenstein just walked in, and suddenly I started getting hit in the face.”
The two officers blinked.
“And what did you do?”
“I did the only thing I could do, I reached for the jar, put my hand in, and started to throw. One right after another.”
“Did he do anything?”
“He started moving back, away from me, and that’s when it got lodged in his ear.”
“Then what?”
“I tased him.”
The officers shook their heads, and walked over to the unconscious Frankenstein.
“Sir?”
Frankenstein growled.
“We’re charging you with battery.”
“Grrrrrrrnnnnn.”
(Dig that funky bass! Abe Laboriel, everyone!)
Music and Fiction 
Sheer brilliance!
Ba Dum Ching!
Groooaaaann!
Yep. Groan! 🙂 Thanks for the morning chuckle!
Hahahah, great punchline!
I’m going to try to remember this one. When others tell ‘jokes’ I can never remember any… 🙂
Ha… this is one of those stories worth a huge groan…
Hehehe. Apart from the groan, what a way to fight a monster.
Hahaha, this was brilliant!
I truly burst out laughing. Perfect! Love your sense of humor and timing.
Now, if she said he’d thrown a jar of salt at her, they could have charged with him “assault and battery.”
Very funny – well done!
Ahahaha. So that’s how he got reanimated.
Ah, you’re so punny, Miles. Nice one. 🙂
Brilliant! 🙂
Very funny. Love the ending.