“I’m going to turn off the light.”
“Why?”
“’Cause I can’t sleep with the light on.”
“But how will I see you?”
“Your eyes are closed.”
“No, they’re not.”
“Yes, they are. And you were snoring.”
“I was not snoring.”
“Yeah, you were.”
“I wasn’t snoring. It is possible I was doing many other
things.” (Rolls away)
“You don’t want me to hold you?”
“Very warm.”
“Why don’t we switch places, then, you can lie against the
wall.”
“I can’t, I’m all out of albums…see the mouse in the compost
garbage compactor…he’s not foolin’ around…you have a nice butt.”
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