Just a little fun this week gleaned from the antics of certain characters I know.

PHOTO PROMPT © Randy Mazie

The three men stumbled outside and across the dark car park, bumping off wing mirrors. Drunkenly they lumbered up the hill almost avoiding obstacles like lampposts the council had put in their path.
They came to a large sign.
“Whazzit say?”
They pitched their collective intellect at the question.
“No shumthin.”
“Not ‘No shumthin’’, no…then shumthin’. Looks like trees.”
“No trees? …I can see shum.”
“Think it’s ‘No tree pissing.’”
“Oh…that’s a problem.”
“Now you mention it.”
“Me too.”
Compliantly, they hopped the fence and hobbled in the direction of where they thought they lived, occasionally grimacing and squeezing their trousers.

Written for Friday Fictioneers – a 100 words story based on a photo prompt. Hosted by Rochelle. Read the other entries here.