Edgar was thrilled when, at the reading of his Uncle Frank’s last will and testament, his late uncle had bequeathed to him his classic motorcycle that Edgar had both admired and coveted.
After the reading of the will, Edgar approached the lawyer and asked where and when he could get the keys and retrieve the motorcycle. The lawyer told Edgar that the motorcycle’s keys had long ago been lost, but the cycle itself was in his late uncle’s backyard out behind the shed.
Undeterred by the fact that there were no keys to the motorcycle — Edgar figured he could engage the services of a locksmith — he went to his late uncle’s property, went behind the shed, and found his inheritance.
When he saw the motorcycle, he realized that, in addition to a locksmith, he’d require the service of an arborist.
Written for Christine Bialczak’s Simply 6 Minutes prompt. Photo Credit: magdolenelives.tumblr.com.
Great story! That is hysterical! Thanks for participating!
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Reblogged this on Stine Writing.
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Thanks for the reblog!
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Undeterred has taken on a new meaning for me after the Alexa joke.
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I bet it has! 🤣
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I’m not sure this motorcycle is going to be worth it.
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That’s crazy! But how?
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The motorcycle was clearly a tree hugger. 😏
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Haha! Looks like it.
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Vroom vroom……
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Good one! I’ll bet his uncle was a bit of a prankster too. A shame Edgar hadn’t visited him for so long.
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Thanks, Susan.
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Haha! Made very difficult to get the inheritance 😎
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Love it Fandango, really funny 😊
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Thanks, Deb.
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Fig Trees can be bastards 🙂
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Quite a twist to that inheritance!
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Lol 😀 good one fandango!
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