Mz B

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Imagine the size of his balls

- Imagine getting into a fight with the fucker!

- Please! I don't feel good.

- That's what you'd say but that wouldn't wash with Aron. No! He'd like a bit of pleading. Add spice to it.

Don't attempt anything without the gloves!

- Have you got soup? Why didn't I get any soup?

- Coffee

- Why don't you use a cup like any other human being?

- Why don't you wash up occasionally like any other human being?

- How dare you!? How dare you!? How dare you call me inhumane!?

- I didn't call you inhumane, you merely imagined it. Calm down.

- Right you fucker - I'm going to do the washing up!

- No no you can't. It's impossible I swear it. I've looked into in. Listen to me listen to me. There are things in there, there's a tea-bag growing. You haven't slept in sixty hours you're in no state to tackle it. Wait till the morning we'll go in together.

- This is the morning. Stand aside!

- You don't understand. I think there may be something alive.

- What do you mean? a rat?

- It's possible, it's possible.

- Then the fucker will rue the day!

- Oh Christ Almighty. Synous nicotine based. Keep back, keep back. The
entire sink's gone rotten. I don't know what's in here.

- I told you. you've been bitten!

- Burnt, burnt, the fucking kettle's on fire.

- There's something floating up.

- Fork it!

- No no no, I don't want to touch it.

- You must you must. The poop will boil through the glaze. We'll never
be able to use the dinner service again.

- Here, get it with the pliers!

- No, no, no, no, no, no. Give me the gloves.

- That's right, put on the gloves. Don't attempt anything without the gloves.

- What is it? What have you found?

- Matter.

- Matter? Where's it coming from?

- Don't look. Don't look. I'm dealing with it!

- I think we've been in here too long. I feel unusual. I think we should
go outside.