She's a bit squirrley, don't you think?
*shrug* I dunno. I think if I were a squirrel, yes, I would like her. But even as a human, there's something about her.
Well, then, have at it then.
Whaddya mean 'have at it?'
Ask her for her number or something. I'll run off to the loo if I see her walking this way or something so you can have some one-on-squirrel time.
Are you daft? Mentally unstable, you are.
Oh, are we speaking Yoda now. Don't use that approach when you talk to Squirrel Girl. Most girls don't like Star Wars geeks.
Shh, here she comes.
Hi, guys, here's your coffee. Fancy any tea cakes or scones?
(Mutual shaking of heads and nervous, forced smiles.)
(Waitress leaves with a charmed yet befuddled look on her face.)
With buck teeth like that, she's gotta have squirrel blood running through her, mate.
You see her smile at you though?
Oh, shut your face. She's unique looking. Better than those tramps you bring home some nights.
Psshh, those geese are gaggin for it at least.
Oh, so I guess its just a different taste in bestiality then. I'm for squirrels and your a goose man.
(Laughter)
Ha ha indeed...
Friday, May 18, 2007
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