Setting: Coffeehouse
“Hey Marvin! How are you?”
“Hey man!” *shakes hands* “It’s been a long time. I am doing fine, how are you?”
“Fine, fine. It’s been at least a year, are you headed out or can you sit, stay a while.”
“Sure” *Marvin sits at table takes a hand full of popcorn*
“So tell me what has been going on with you? What’s new?”
“I just got back from Hawaii.”
“Niiicee”
“Yeah it was a lot of fun. We went to a luau, saw the hula dancers. There was this one who looked like a smurf–not a girl smurf either.” *chuckles* “Alex O’Laughlin was even there.”
“The actor?”
“Yeah apparently he films Hawaii 5-0 there. It was pretty cool, the wife went totally nuts, her go-go gadget powers kicked in.”
“Wow that sounds like quite the vacation!”
“It was. It had everything someone could want drama, suspense, humor, Conan O’Brien (man he got sunburned), I bought a miniature Buddha covered in hair…”
“Hair?”
“Yeah it is a priceless piece.”
“Sounds great. Must have cost a fortune.”
“Yeah I told the wife it was this or the diamond earrings she has been after.”
“I bet you never wanted to come back.”
“Meh. I would miss the snow.”
“You would choose snow over the ocean?”
“I would.”
“Wow. I am jealous. How are the kids?”
“Oh they are good getting excited about Christmas.”
“You know I have the perfect gift idea for kids. I just bought one for my own kid.”
“Oh yeah what’s that.”
“It is in my trunk. I could tell you what it is but you would never understand. You want to come look?”
“Sure.”
*men get up and leave the café*
“What have you been up to Curt?”
“Oh it has been a bad year for me. My car is just around the corner.”
“Really what happened?”
“I died.”
“What?”
“I died. I was legally dead for 3 minutes.”
“Wow! That is awful what happened?”
“Car accident.”
“Oh no. You look ok now, how long ago was it?”
“Not too long.”
“Do you have any pain?”
“No.” *Curt pops the trunk of his car. The men step forward* “You know what it means that I died.”
“No, what?”
“I am undead.”
“I guess, technically that is true.”
“You know what else is undead Marvin?”
“Uh…”
“Zombies. Zombies are undead. So I guess that makes me a zombie.”
“Heh heh. Look you know I think I have to go.”
“You’re not going anywhere Marvin.”
Curt ate Marvin and stuffed his bones in the bean bag in his trunk. His kids would have a great Christmas this year.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
WWZMND?
Ok it isn't often I take requests for blog posts, but this one was interesting.
The pros of being a zombie:
-You may smell but your friends like it.
-Everyone you know is hungry all the time.
-No one can tell your drunk shuffle from the regular shuffle
-You always go to the bathroom together... and really everywhere else together too. Safety in numbers.
-You will never be judged for a bad hair day
-Dirt under the fingernails is all the rage
-If someone messes with you, your friends will eat their brain
-You will never be expected to run anywhere
-You don't remember why the third floor is funny but you still want to go there
-Your friends will never make you read Eat Pray Love... or anything. They are so over reading
-No longer have a reason to fear stalkerish, sparkly bompires
<3 you guys!
The pros of being a zombie:
-You may smell but your friends like it.
-Everyone you know is hungry all the time.
-No one can tell your drunk shuffle from the regular shuffle
-You always go to the bathroom together... and really everywhere else together too. Safety in numbers.
-You will never be judged for a bad hair day
-Dirt under the fingernails is all the rage
-If someone messes with you, your friends will eat their brain
-You will never be expected to run anywhere
-You don't remember why the third floor is funny but you still want to go there
-Your friends will never make you read Eat Pray Love... or anything. They are so over reading
-No longer have a reason to fear stalkerish, sparkly bompires
<3 you guys!
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