THE SCENE: After between them consuming 3 bottles of champagne and 20 odd pints of beer, four young(ish) people (2 girls and 2 boys) get home after a night out, the boys put match of the day on, the girls talk in the kitchen (mostly about how much they love each other while holding hands BUT NOT KISSING). Shortly, one of the boys passes out and has to be helped to bed where he commences to vomit; the other boy slowly slips into unconsciousness wheN one of the girls approaches him.....
GIRL: (stroking his face) Hey baby, do you think you should go to bed?
BOY: (eyes opening, slow grin forming) mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
GIRL: Is that a yes?
BOY: mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
GIRL: Shall we get you up and into bed then?
BOY: What about the people?
GIRL: (incredulous) What people?
BOY: (waves hand in no particular direction) those people
GIRL: Seriously, what people?
BOY: The people in THE CARPET
GIRL: What people in the carpet?
BOY: (in deeply patronising tone) THE CARPET PEOPLE... DUH!
GIRL: (finding it difficult to speak through convulsions of laughter) The Carpet people?
BOY: (smugly) Yes
GIRL: And what do the carpet people do?
BOY: (With exasperated tone) They make carpet! And you know what? (grabs girls arm to impress the importance of what he's about to say)
GIRL: What?
BOY: They're fucking good at it.
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