Hillary hears arguments ensuing in living room as she passes by to use the restroom. Yelling happens between Booger** and Vomit**. She exits the bathroom.
Booger: Hey, there's my sister. She'll take you down, man.
(What the hell?)
Vomit: Bet she won't. If she touches me, I'll make her go to jail.
(Um, excuse me?)
Booger: Uh, yeah she will. She'll kick your butt.
Vomit (to Hillary): I dare you.
(resisting the urge to beat the sh** out of him)
Hillary: Do you want me to tell your mom that you are trying to PROVOKE me?
Vomit: Go ahead.
(*walks downstairs, past Vomit, who looks as if he's about to make a hit. Also, again, resists the urge to slap him upside the head. Gets to basement door, walks down to where Vomit inhabits, and calls to Vomit's Mother.)
VM: Oh, hi Hillary.
Hillary: I just wanted to let you know that Vomit here was trying to--
Vomit: Shut your filthy mouth you whore!
(Um...o...kay.)
VM: Vomit! You do not talk like that.
Hillary: *summarizes events, then adds* I don't appreciate being provoked OR being called a whore.
VM (sounding annoyed with me): Thanks Hillary, I'll handle it.
(Who raises such a spiteful, demonic child the likes of Vomit? Honestly.)
**Names have been changed to protect their identity...but I'm sure you can piece it together.
1 comment:
ha! stupid vomit and booger
and i know who they are :) :) :)
did you ever get to go to the restroom :P
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