Thursday, December 10, 2009

Baboons

“Rojer, have you seen Mikey?” Oh, here’s my toothbrush. “Roj?”
“No, hun, I think he went out.”
“What do you mean?”
Stop screeching I’m right here. “Sheesh, I dunno.”
“Oh there you are.” Hah I shouldn’t have shouted! “Well we need to find him.”
“Sure.” He’s a primate he can look after himself.
You just said sure like you meant no. “Roj, this is serious. He’s in heat.”
Oh, balls. “Okay I’ll put the dart gun in the car. You have the tranquilizers?”
“One sec.” Did we buy more? “Found em!”
“How’s he supposed to graduate at this rate?” Kids...

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