this is a conversation i had in my head a while ago:
political-looking person, hands folded in front of him, in front of a table of similar looking people.
"All right, everyone! Welcome to this weeks meeting of the Social Renovationist Party. Today, the first item of the business on the minutes is... the upcoming election. Last week we started a talk on whether or not to have someone run, but we never got a definite yes or no, and I think we need to get this out of the way.
So, i would like to propose that we do have a member run for the election. We've got a strong local support base, were a heck of an improvement over the competition, and, most importantly, I think we could really help out this community. In fact, the only objection I can think of is that (sighs deeply) every possible candidate we have is, you know, completely crazy. So... does anyone have anything to add?"
a man looks, up eyes darting.
"They'll never get me. I see em comin'. I KNOW what they're thinkin', but THEY'LL NEVER GET ME!!!"
original speaker looks up, sighs.
Thanks for that, tom. Anyone else?
another man glances up
"Sorry, did you say something? I was pouring tea for Mrs. Tingleburry.
"Um, who?"
"Mrs. Tingleburry? The lady sitting next to me? She's Charlie's aunt."
"Would that be Charlie, your invisible friend that I've never seen?"
"Ugh, you never stop going on about that! I've told ya, Charlie's REAL! he as real as you, or me, or that leprechaun doing a jig on your shoulder!
man goes back to pouring tea. other man puts his head in his hands and starts sobbing lightly
"*sniff* All right then. Anything to add, Mr. Chairman?"
a distinguished looking man with a set of wings taped to his back looks up
"BZZZZZ, BZZZZZZ, today i am a bee. BzzzIzzz muzzt collect more hooneyivezzzz, winter approacheth swiftly, on stealth't wingzzzz
chairman gracefully departs.
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