As we walked into the foyer, showers of petals began to fall from the top balconies.
Leola ( lounging on the stairs) Wow...How much do you have to pay for this every night?
Armand: Oh Jesus, they got in the house again...They're like cockroaches...or Raccoons.
Jackie: And sir, I'd watch out for those droppings.
Armand: Ugh! Vulgar! Policio! Policio! Immigration!
Suddenly a cacophony of skittering was heard as dozens of Cubans ran from the house.
Armand: It's the only thing that seems to work. (Sighs sadly and shakes his head) I am reduced to this.
Where...Oh shit, why are we here?
Jackie: Because you said he owes you something...
Leola: Like....something that I can't remember that we drove all the way here for and it seemed stupid....but I really like this place.
Armand: Have some water. PLEASE!
Jackie and Leola: Does it have liquor in it?
Armand: Yes! It has a special liquor in it, one you can't even taste! Drink up!
See! They're stupid! Even I know water dosen't have liquor in it!
Armand: Shut up! (Shoves vodka bottle at Drunken Faun)
Heeyyyy....You don't suck that bad now...
Armand: Didn't I bury you in a hole in the 17hundreds? You should have stayed there.
Well, I still have those photos, of you and-
Armand: I will not have it! Out!
After my nap....
Armand: Bloody Hell... Where are those girls?
(Echoes from upstairs) I love this jacket!
OOOhhhh! Lace!
Armand: Ava maria (Crosses himself and procedes upstairs)
Jackie and Leola: (Pops heads out of closet)
Jackie: Don't worry, we're completely sober now.
Leola: You have a fantastically awesome wardrobe!
Armand: Why, thank you. (Flopps helplessly on bed)
Jackie: Aww, what's wrong? (Crawls on bed)
Leola: You can tell us (Pets his head)
Armand: Just keep petting my hair.
Drunken Faun(Stumbles in) I don't want to see that shit you guys! That's just wrong! Sick and Wrong!
Jackie: What's wrong?
Leola:We're wearing like, three jackets...
Jackie: And this Fedora...
Leola: I like these shoes.
Fedora! That was the name of my child!
(Stunned Silence abounds)
Armand:You spawned with something?
Well, yeah, you remember that chick, hell you don't remember jack shit, I don't even remember!
Armand: Dare I ask what happened to the...product of that illustrious union?
It's under a bridge somewhere...
Jackie and Leola: uuughhh!
Armand: My reaction is silent, for the pain has paralyzed me. Here, (Digs in his pocket) I will give you this for your pain and suffering. (Hands them $20)
That' my twenty bucks!
Jackie and Leola: Screw off, this is for pain and suffering.
Armand: Nonsence, just throw him a bottle and tell him he spent it on a hooker.
Yeah, that's what you did, in't that how you got here, huh? Hooker!
Armand: I'll give you a three second start...it wouldn't be sporting without....
Jackie and Leola: I got $20 bucks on Armand!
Armand: They're now my girls.
Fuck....
Jackie: Yeah! He pays us back!
Leola: And he smells nice...not like goat butt.
Like you know what that smells like,
Leola:It's in my face every fucking morning!
Armand.....three....
Fuck you!
Armand.....two.....
Dill hole! (Hauls ass to the car)
Armand: Fuck sportsmanship.
-In conclusion, yes, we got the twenty dollars. And a good romp out of it!
Leola ( lounging on the stairs) Wow...How much do you have to pay for this every night?
Armand: Oh Jesus, they got in the house again...They're like cockroaches...or Raccoons.
Jackie: And sir, I'd watch out for those droppings.
Armand: Ugh! Vulgar! Policio! Policio! Immigration!
Suddenly a cacophony of skittering was heard as dozens of Cubans ran from the house.
Armand: It's the only thing that seems to work. (Sighs sadly and shakes his head) I am reduced to this.
Where...Oh shit, why are we here?
Jackie: Because you said he owes you something...
Leola: Like....something that I can't remember that we drove all the way here for and it seemed stupid....but I really like this place.
Armand: Have some water. PLEASE!
Jackie and Leola: Does it have liquor in it?
Armand: Yes! It has a special liquor in it, one you can't even taste! Drink up!
See! They're stupid! Even I know water dosen't have liquor in it!
Armand: Shut up! (Shoves vodka bottle at Drunken Faun)
Heeyyyy....You don't suck that bad now...
Armand: Didn't I bury you in a hole in the 17hundreds? You should have stayed there.
Well, I still have those photos, of you and-
Armand: I will not have it! Out!
After my nap....
Armand: Bloody Hell... Where are those girls?
(Echoes from upstairs) I love this jacket!
OOOhhhh! Lace!
Armand: Ava maria (Crosses himself and procedes upstairs)
Jackie and Leola: (Pops heads out of closet)
Jackie: Don't worry, we're completely sober now.
Leola: You have a fantastically awesome wardrobe!
Armand: Why, thank you. (Flopps helplessly on bed)
Jackie: Aww, what's wrong? (Crawls on bed)
Leola: You can tell us (Pets his head)
Armand: Just keep petting my hair.
Drunken Faun(Stumbles in) I don't want to see that shit you guys! That's just wrong! Sick and Wrong!
Jackie: What's wrong?
Leola:We're wearing like, three jackets...
Jackie: And this Fedora...
Leola: I like these shoes.
Fedora! That was the name of my child!
(Stunned Silence abounds)
Armand:You spawned with something?
Well, yeah, you remember that chick, hell you don't remember jack shit, I don't even remember!
Armand: Dare I ask what happened to the...product of that illustrious union?
It's under a bridge somewhere...
Jackie and Leola: uuughhh!
Armand: My reaction is silent, for the pain has paralyzed me. Here, (Digs in his pocket) I will give you this for your pain and suffering. (Hands them $20)
That' my twenty bucks!
Jackie and Leola: Screw off, this is for pain and suffering.
Armand: Nonsence, just throw him a bottle and tell him he spent it on a hooker.
Yeah, that's what you did, in't that how you got here, huh? Hooker!
Armand: I'll give you a three second start...it wouldn't be sporting without....
Jackie and Leola: I got $20 bucks on Armand!
Armand: They're now my girls.
Fuck....
Jackie: Yeah! He pays us back!
Leola: And he smells nice...not like goat butt.
Like you know what that smells like,
Leola:It's in my face every fucking morning!
Armand.....three....
Fuck you!
Armand.....two.....
Dill hole! (Hauls ass to the car)
Armand: Fuck sportsmanship.
-In conclusion, yes, we got the twenty dollars. And a good romp out of it!
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