I finished my 20th lap in the heated swimming pool and came out, drying my wet hair with a towel.
I pressed the button on the remote, and messaged my butler to get me some Beluga Caviar. As I waited, I looked at my luxurious surroundings…and thanked my lucky stars once again for global warming, which had pushed us polar bears to evolve enough to take over the world.
My Man was still not here. It was so difficult to get good help these days.
I shouted in exasperation, “Donald Trump…get your lazy ass here right now”.
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99 words.
Written in response to the Carrot Ranch May 23 Flash Fiction Challenge, hosted by Charli Mills.
jagahdilmein 
LOL. Brilliant!
Thank you so much Joanna.
I’m glad the bear has people, but really, he could do better. Can he say, “You’re fired!” ?
Ha ha ha, I’m sure things are fast escalating to that end 🙂
Wow Beluga caviar.
Till his help arrives the polar bear has to help himself. I had a good laugh at the last line.
https://ideasolsi65.blogspot.com/2019/05/not-perfect-murder.html
Thank you so much Kalpana.
Funny. If polar bears ruled the world …
Ha, ha! Oh, yes, oh yes! I hope such a future for both — polar bears and demagogues.
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