Toby: ‘What the hell’s going on?’
Mr. W: What?
Toledo: Yeah quiet bro, you’re interrupting the world cup, the coolest cup in the world!’
Mr. W: ‘Go away, I’m angry… and also drinking gin…’
Toby: ‘You two have been posting on my site!’
Mr. W: ‘What? That’s not your site, it’s named after our house, it 's for all of us to abuse...’
Toby: ‘I did that just cause I felt bad paying for it out of the house kitty’
Toledo: ‘What? I thought those sites were free?’
Toby: ‘Yeah right, us lifestyle guru's know that nothing in this life is free….. so uh who’s winning the football?’
Mr. W: ‘He doesn’t care’
Toledo: ‘Sure I do, I may not know the names but I’m a huge fan’
Mr. W: ‘OK then, who are you supporting?’
Toledo: ‘You know, the underdogs. I’m supporting that small county that only has one player, dressed in black. He’s been chasing the ball all game but just can’t seem to get it, poor guy’
Toby: ‘Look just stop posting on my blog OK, I need it to spread the word about my book, and you guys are ruining that…’
Mr. W: ‘What book? You mean those three scraps of scribbled paper open your desk? Anyway I’m unemployed, what else do you expect me to do expect pour my bitter soul out onto the internet?’
Toby: ‘How about you get a job?’
Mr. W: ‘You cheeky little (CENSORED) If I wasn’t so drunk I’d… I’d…. ah screw it….’
There is a bang, a shattering of glass and a loud thump. After a few seconds of silence we hear snoring in the background.
Toby: ‘Well that’s fantastic, I’m not moving him into bed tonight, it’s your turn’
Toledo: ‘Hey, no way man it’s thurs…. damn it’
Tape ends.
2 comments:
Sleep Murder... It's not just someone else's problem anymore once it happens to you. Toby and Toledo best keep on their toes--that's what I think anyway.
Wow, the esteemed Latigo, I am honoured to be in your presence, I thought that squinty eyed gunslingers might have experience with disorders such as mine...
But stay the hell outta my business you hear, I can sleep muder whoever I want....
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, thankyou for your great advice, I don't know why i just said that, I blame it on alcohol related mood swings, well that and the beggar who punched me right in the head this afternoon.
Tell you what, as a sign of goodwill I will installing locks on the outside of my bedroom door for tonight....
Hang on, is that David Dickinson on TV?.... maybe those locks can wait for tomorrow...
- Mr Winston
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