Yet Another Graphomaniacs Compendium
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Sunday, August 06, 2006
Interior. Day. The inside of Peter's flat. Peter lies semi-concious on a chinese carpet, wearing a silk dressing-gown whilst inhaling sporadically from a huge hookah that dominates the unkempt room. Someone knocks on the door. Peter turns over and ignores them. They knock again. Peter continues to ignore the knocking. We hear the door being opened and two men in bright blue bellboys uniforms come in. Peter sits up and stares at them. Peter: Where did you get the key to my flat? Luiz: (for it is he) Dramatic liscence. We have a warrant for your arrest on the grounds of extreme lexical self-indulgence and negilent progtanonisting. Peter: What? Bruce: (for it his he) Your author complained to us about your disrespectful and lazy attidute and general unwillingess to participate in his plot. Peter: The ungrateful bastard! Luiz: You have no-one to blame but yourself. Peter: Look, he wrote me this flat and this hookah, what did he expect? I thought the plot would be fine without me. Bruce: You'd have to ask him. In the meantime I request you come with us. Peter: Am I under arrest? Luiz: Not if you come quietly. It has been decided that your dissapearence will furher the plot. Peter: And if I don't come? Luiz: Basinstoke, Slough and Reading. Peter: No way! I'll come quietly. Bruce: Good. We have a nice flat in Brighton for you. The neighbours are a bit mad, but that's ok. You are going to be in total isolation. Peter: Total isolation? Luiz: Only for a couple of months. Soon a gorgeous drama student will come and attempt to seduce you. Peter: Sounds good to me. Luiz and Bruce march Peter out of the flat. But of course, she won't actually seduce him; she's *far* too good for him - she knows how to handle self - indulgence, and he doesn't. An important life skill, without which, we are totally maimed. 1 Comments:
I roamed a little inside your blog... And, I must tell you, if I don't like something, I don't havethe patience to look it trough. But here, I did had the patience needed :) I encountered some very interesting stuff :)
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