Write something humorous (poetry or prose). Tag your submission with mwe and put (Humor Monday) in the title.
Prude and Prejudice
“I can not bear to hear what unsavory things Mr. Farcie might be doing on his jaunt to that village of Looseville; But do share with us, his thoughts of the reckless countryside.”
“He wrote of easy women throwing themselves at his feet. He was the talk of the town. The nobleman enjoying the village and all of its’ splendor.”
“Stop, no, don’t. I can’t bear to hear that he has changed. He should remember his upbringing and his family. What will people think? I hate how money allows you to take liberties in your life. I blame the town, the people, and the recklessness of the rich.”
“He is proud of the conquest won. Mr. Farcie seems to be very busy scheduling all of the women waiting in line to pamper him. I have to admit I am envious of his writings.”
“Is it proper to share those disgusting words of conquest, that he has written, in this proper gathering? I do say that a gathering after mass is not an ideal place to share such gossip. What else more could he tell us? The village women are always flaunting their attributes to new visitors. If only they had been raised with more self-esteem, those Spaniards are always so, how should I put this, easy going. How can we rest easy, if we hear any more of this immoral parable?”
She says, with ears perked to hear more.
“The last word that he shares speaks of his love towards the free flowing gold that is adorned throughout the villas and the gold being thrown literally at his feet. “
“How gauche to write of such obvious obscenity. Are you sure that is it?” As she grabs the letter out of his hands with her silk crochet gloves and scans for more seedy gossip hidden within the words.