The thing about Minty is that he falls asleep easily, sometimes in mid-sentence, and the thing about Smoothie is he shrieks when he gets a fright.
Minty : So, Smoothie – any choklit in this house?
Smoothie : What is choklit?
Minty : You don’t know choklit?
Smoothie : Uh – no.
Minty : (silly grin eyes crossed face) It’s…gooey, and it’s….yummy….and…..SNRGH…… SNRGH…..SNRGH (falls flat on back. Well, as flat as a round hoggie can fall)
Smoothie : (shrieks at the top of his voice) AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! He’s DEAD! He’s DEAD! (Rushes over and sits on Minty).
Minty : (mutters sleepily) Mnot dead, don’t sit on me.
Smoothie : (shrieks again and jumps a foot in the air)
Minty : (awake and irritable) Wait, you thought I was dead so you SAT ON ME?!
Smoothie : (nods seriously)
Minty : IS THAT YOUR IDEA OF FIRST AID?
Smoothie : (nods seriously)
Conclusion : If they’re dead, sit on them.
Mangos’ footnote : Does not apply to Hobbes. Oh, wait, you haven’t met Hobbes….
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