“Hal, we gotta Operate!”
“Waddaya mean Operate?”
“The man’s intestines are where the throat should be! We gotta Operate!”
“Well lemme take a look at ‘im. Carl, this is simple. Laxatives, then a stay in Physical Reorientation, and he’ll be fine. Operation, huh!”
“OK, Hal, that’s a load of B.S. and you know it. If this ain’t an Operation, I ain’t a doctor.”
“Sheez Carl, remember last time?”
“Hal, we’re paid to do this. So what if we F up a few times, we’re getting the bacon. And if we don’t, this guy’s gonna be digesting bacon in his throat!”
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