Written for https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2026/01/03/weekend-writing-prompt-449-lamprophony/

‘I’m afraid you suffer from lamprophony,’ the doctor whispered.
I leant against the chair, not sure what he was going to say next. I paid one thousand pounds into his bank, and all I got back was a word I didn’t understand. To avoid looking foolish, I nodded in all the right places.
His wall, full of fancy certificates, must mean he knows what he’s doing.
‘Can you cure me?’ I pleaded.
‘Yes, but it is not available on the NHS. It will cost another five thousand.’
Abd ain’t that the truth 🫣😁😁😁
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Lol, it probably is real
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Hahaha! Poor woman has been had and maybe should pick up a dictionary before dishing out more moolah!
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