*Everything in Scotland seems green all the time. Maybe it's all the rain they get.*
Bob: Okay, relax a little bit, lean forward just so, and give that ball a nice tap, alright?
Tony: Uh, okay. *is starting to regret asking to learn to golf from his dad*
Bob: See, that wasn't so hard.
*is letting himself be a little smug about getting some positive attention from his father*
Tony: Hey, it's not sundown yet.
Bob: Why does it need to be sundown?
Tony: Uh...no reason.
Bob: Hey, look at that.
Tony: You're not really paying attention, are you?
Bob: Sure I am, Tony. I just can't figure out why you're so bored all of a sudden.
Bob: Or does this have something to do with what's been happening lately?
Tony: Yeah, pretty much.
Bob: Tony, look, I can explain.
Tony: No need. You just think I'm crazy, is all, what with all the nightmares and my really weird behavior lately.
Bob: Yeah, that's kind of true.
Tony: I knew it.
Bob: Tony, I'm sorry.
Bob: I just feel like a little kid like you should have nothing to do with undead blood-sucking monsters, no matter how important that set-up is to the plot of the movie. I'm trying to look out for you here.
Tony: But if I don't hang out with vampires, there'll be no plot or moral of the story about how we should tolerate people who are different from us, even if they are undead blood-sucking monsters.
Bob: Uh, Tony, are you sure that's even your job?
Tony: Actually, yeah. I mean, it's a kid's movie.
Bob: Yeah, this is a kid's movie. I keep forgetting about that. Thanks, Tony.
Tony: Sure, Dad. Wanna play some more golf?
Bob: Sure, let's do it.
Tony: Oh, sweet gravel.
Tony: Wait till Rudolph hears about the day I just had!
Tony: Rudolph! Rudolph, wake up! Guess what guess what guess what!
Tony: Rudolph?
Tony: Well heck.
*is not Obviously Not the Wind*
Tony: Obviously's gone.
*is thinking about how much his life sucks*
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