PHOTO PROMPT © Dale Rogerson
(Be forewarned: This is a semi-true story using my little alien buddies. It really did happen! Just not to them.)
Zing and Zang opted to eat inside. They’d learned to enjoy orange juice, just like earth people.
The waitress took their order. “I’ll bring your OJ right away so you can enjoy it while you wait.”
“Ah, real orange juice right here in Florida! I wonder if it will be freshly squeezed?” asked Zang.
“Real orange trees right outside! I’ll bet it is!” Zing replied.
They both took their first sip, then looked at each other in dismay.
“Blech! What IS this?”
“Why, it’s Tang!” smiled the waitress.
Tang. In Florida. Land of sunshine and oranges.