February 9, 2018 by Patrick Starks
Man: My name is Ron, I do not have a son, nor do I have one to play with in the sun.
Boy: But Ron, Mr. Walls may I call you. Why do you want those things, you have me, I am not your son, but can be.
Man: Silly child, you cannot be my son, if you cannot bring me a wife; one to bring me kisses, and tuck you in at night.
Boy: You mean like a mother, one that would become the referee of me and my brother.
Man: No brother, not yet, you assume too much; besides, there’s not a woman in this place that I would touch.
Woman: Silly man, Silly child, none of you have even noticed me standing here in this aisle. Why should I bring you kisses, why should I tuck you in at night, when all you two do is bicker and fight.
Man: Bicker and fight?
Child: Fight and bicker?
Man and Child: Fibicker?
Woman: Must I repeat myself, can your heads get any bigger.
Man: Now this is a woman that I can love, in harmony, like two turtle doves.
Woman: Don’t even bother you’re not my type, your rotten to the core, no longer ripe.
Cashier: Silly man, Silly child, Silly woman, can’t we all just get along, can’t we be human.
Man and Woman: But the boy is a dog.
Cashier: Does it matter, he’s no cat; so, he won’t scratch or claw.
Man: Just ring me up you silly cashier, before I make that smirk on your face disappear.
Woman: Um… Is anyone besides me in shock that the dog can talk.
Cashier: Not really. But on your way out you should probably give it a walk.
Child/Dog: I do not take walks, and am certainly not an it, but if you don’t mind, could you ring me up for some kibbles and bits.
Man: Silly child, or dog, whatever you may be, how can you pay for your kibbles and bits; you don’t work, all you do is play, fetch, or sit.
Woman: Silly dog. I’ll buy your kibbles and bits. After all, I have no reason to kibble and fit.”
Man: Kibble and fit?
Cashier: Fit and kibble?
Man and Cashier: Kibit
Dog: Must you two be animals, and stare at my mother’s tits.
Woman: Thank you son. let us be going, it seems these to need much growing.
Man: But wait let me pay for your food, I feel awful I was rude.
Woman: Okay, but don’t think that you’re getting off that easy, I am woman of class, it will take much to please me.
Man: Understood. Shall we all get going.
Woman: Yes, lets. The weather man said later it be snowing.
Dog: Are we going home? I’ve never had a home.
Man and Woman: You do now son, you will never again be alone.
Dog: Are we a family now? Mr. Walls, Dad, why did you want this so much.
Man: Because like you I was lonely but will never again see such.
Woman: Ugh… Silly Family.