Knock knock knock.
*silence*
Knock Knock Knock!
*silence*
Pound! Pound…
“Luna, what the hell do you want?”
“Trick or treat!”
“What... in the fuck are you wearing?”
“My Halloween costume! I’m a drag queen. Do
you like my boobs?”
“Stop jumping up and down.”
“They’re water balloons.”
“Great, Luna.”
“Hey, do you wanna make-out?”
“What?”
“Check out my package!”
“WHOA. Luna, what the fuck!”
“It’s another water balloon.”
“Christ. Does Michael know where you are?”
“Probably not.”
Michael: “There you are!”
“Crap.”
“I’ve been looking everywhere for you.”
“Tada! Here I am.”
“Luna, I already told you that is NOT an acceptable costume
for tonight’s Halloween party. Go home and change.”
“But I worked really long…
and hard… on this costume!”
“Don’t grab yourself like that.”
“Whoops, I have a wet spot. Think I might’ve sprung a leak
in my weenie balloon.”
“Dammit, Luna!”
“Just kidding.”
“Get out of here!”
“What if I don’t want to go?”
“Asa? Get me a collar and leash off one of the dogs.”
“Gladly.”
“Never mind. Damn, that girl can run fast in heels.”
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