Randy bashed the top of the ketchup bottle on the edge of the table to loosen it and then gave it another twist. It came off with a satisfying pop. He passed it to Moira. A vanquished ketchup bottle could lead somewhere.
Moira inspected the inside of the lid and poked at the gunk that ringed it with her fork. She loosened it and it came out a perfect circle. She dropped it on a napkin. A ring of fire, Randy thought. She tipped the bottle and thumped, sending a ketchup projectile into Randy’s lap.
“It looks like Mount Fuji,” she said as she took her spoon and scooped it from his pants onto her home fries, flattening the mountain into a lake. “That’s some kind of algae bloom on your crotch.”
Linda’s January 8, 2018 prompt is “pants”.