MIKE AND BoB
BoB: Hey Mike, what do you think of before you go to sleep?
Mike: I think of Cindy..ahh yes..how she screams at me and...and slaps me in such a way...it leaves me breathless, literally!
(Toilet flushing, BoB walks into the room)
BoB: Oh I'm sorry, did you say something?
Mike: ...stopped up again?
BoB: Yup.
Mike: I'll get the plunger.
(Half an hour later)
BoB: How ya doin' there buddy?
Mike: You lied to me!
BoB: Huh?
Mike: When you said Fluffy ran away, that was a lie!
BoB: How did you find out?
Mike: Take a guess!
BoB: Oh..which one was Fluffy again? The mouse?
Mike: The horse.
BoB: Find anything else?
Mike: Just soap.
BoB: Yeah about that...I was so jealous of your squeaky cleanness.
Mike: Then why didn't you just use it?
BoB: I can't clap erasers after class, the principal wants to see me.
Mike: Focus.
BoB: I am, we were talking about the soap.
Mike: Then why didn't you answer me?
BoB: I guess I wasn't focusing.
Mike: Oh, well the toilet should flush now.
BoB: Just in time!
Mike: Oooh no you don't!
BoB: Fine then, I'll take my business elsewhere!
Mike: And where would that be?
BoB: Pleasant Corner!
Mike: Aren't you banned from there?
BoB: Only on weekends.
(At Pleasant Corner)
Combover Carl: Hey aren't you banned from here?
BoB: Only on weekends. I'd like to order a bathroom please, to go.
Manager: Hahahaha! What a pun, what a pun!
(steps out of the milkshake machine)
Carl: What's with you?
Manager: I took the red and yellow pills I found in the backroom.
Carl: Those were my energy pills!
Manager: I guess that explains why I'm doing this!
(runs and smashes into a toy display)
Carl: That was our Sappy Meal display!
(Manager walks back over)
Manager: And you did an outstanding job.
(slaps Carl on the back, Carl turns to BoB)
Carl: Sorry, you can't order a bathroom, you can only use the one down the hallway.
BoB: Thank you mrs...?
Carl: My name is Carl.
BoB: Well, have a nice day Mrs. Carl.
(walks down the hall and enters)
BoB: Something's wrong here...where's the urinals?
Woman: You're in the wrong bathroom.
BoB: Sorry to be a bother, maam.
(he exits and enters again)
BoB: This beats all I've ever seen, no urinals again!
Woman: You're still in the wrong bathroom!
(BoB exits and goes in the men's room)
(Back at the counter)
Manager: Aaaaaah! Ahh! Ahh! AAAAH!
Carl: What?
Manager: Nothing really...
Carl: Okay.
Manager: ....
Carl: ....
Manager: Ahhh! Ah! Ahh! Ahh! Aaaah!
Carl: What!?
Manager: A urinal has been stolen!
Carl: You haven't even been in the bathroom!
Manager: Just see for yourself!
(points at BoB sneaking out the door with a urinal)
Carl: Hey you!!
BoB: Yes?
Manager: Your rent is due!
BoB: Oh I'm sorry.
(he sits the urinal down and gets out his wallet)
BoB: How much?
Carl: Sir, put the urinal back and leave the building.
BoB: But I need it...I...I have kids...
(he opens his wallet and flips down a set of pictures, they're all little pictures he drew of houses and household objects, one is a picture of Mike balancing a bowl of punch on his head)
Carl: If you take it, you'll be banned from here on weekdays too!
BoB: I don't have all of the original bean babies, but hopefully one day I will.
Carl: Focus.
(in an amazing feat, BoB picks up the urinal and jumps through the glass door, shattering it to pieces!)
Carl: You're paying for my next prescription.
(Manager gets up from the floor)
Manager: I know, daddy.
(Back at home)
Mike: Have fun at the soup kitchen?
BoB: Sure did! Look what I got!
(shows the urinal)
Mike: I'll pay you a dollar for it.
BoB: Deal!
(hands him the urinal)
BoB: Can I use it now?
Mike: No.
THE END
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