Sunday, October 29, 2006
THIRD CITIZEN, a big beef of a man, takes out a horn: Wait'll they hear this! I could blow your mustache off with this!
Horster returns. He sees the horn and stops abruptly.
HORSTER: I don't want any roughhouse, you hear me? You wanna be horny you better take it outside, yo!
THIRD CITIZEN: oh yes. i'll take it outside. but only if you elope with me!
Horster is at a loss for words.
HORSTER: i... i... i decline!
THIRD CITIZEN: Then i'm afraid i'll have to ask Billing to eat me.
-pause-
THIRD CITIZEN: BILLING! EAT ME!
BILLING: chomp, chomp. crunch. (pg 83)
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well i lied. i am just so sick of eotp and all of it's boringness. HONESTLY. what a load of political garbage. i think my version is definitely more interesting. but of course, it's more stupid as well.
i'm sick of eotp. i'm sick of studying. i'm sick of spending time feeling guilty about not studying. i'm sick of mediocrity, of settling for everything but what i want, because of being lazy, or afraid, or tired. maybe even not believing that God's bigger than the problem, or that just perhaps i could even make the slightest difference to anything at all.
but i'll never be sick of my friends.
liza, char, zai, it's been fantastic studying with you guys, and i'm sorry if i do talk more than study! argh. it's time to really really get down to it i guess.
pfft.
Suddenly the third citizen lets out a blast on his horn. The women jump, Billing and Horster turn around quickly.
HORSTER: you do that once more and i'll throw you out of here!
THIRD CITIZEN: you can't. i'm a ghost. wooo woooo.
HORSTER: you do not scare me, you supernatural nitwit!
Horster lets out an almighty burp. The noxious fumes diffuse through the air, and react with the covalently bonded atoms of Ghost, to form Bhost.
THIRD CITIZEN: ahhhhh! i'm... i'm...
third citizen melts and is absorbed by Petra's dress.
The End.