Sunday, March 6, 2016

- You got the hammer, Today?
- Uh-huh, watch your nails.
- My fingers?
- Opps, yea.
- What is that?
- It's my hammer.
- That's a baby's hammer.
- It's a baby hammer.  I got it from the 99 cent store.
- That's cause it's as heavy as 99 cents.
- What?
- What's that gonna do?
- It'll do the job.
- You're not a good manual worker, Today.
- You're not a good manual writer.
- Hey, let's not say things what's gonna hurt my feelings.
- Why are you making fun of my tools?
- Look, I'm sorry, Today.  It's just that that's the type of hammer they give to mature babies to work on their playhouses.  It keeps them distracted from the politicking around the baby unions.
- It'll work, trust me.
- Trust you?
- No, trust Hugh.  It'll handle your silly deadline, trust me.
- Eh, it's another line.  You're pretty clever, Today.  Okay, you ready?
- Yea, are you ready?
- Genius!  Another line.
- Hold the nail.
- Ok--wait.
- What?
- Chickenbutt!
- Okay, I'm going to nail it right now.
- Wait, let me say a quick prayer to accept whatever pain may come, Today.
- There!
- Got it!  We hammered this thing out!

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