Running with Scissors
(See Joe flying a kite, but the kite itself isn’t seen, only the string)
(Joe is looking up at his kite when Billy runs behind Joe through frame)
Joe: Hey!
Billy: (Walking back into frame) Oh, hey.
Joe: What are you doing with those scissors? You know your not supposed to be running with scissors!
Billy: I wasn’t running. I was jogging…
(Joe just stares at Billy angrily)
Billy: …barely even jogging, more like fast walking. Medium walking at best.
(Joe is still looking at Billy like he’s stupid)
Billy: Alright, running.
Joe: You shouldn’t run with scissors man! You can trip and poke your eye out!
Billy: Aw, go fly a kite!
(Joe about to point out to him that he is)
Billy: Forget I said that, who are you anyways? My mother?
Joe: No, I’ll give you two more guesses.
Billy: (Sarcastically) Eh… funny… (Normally) How’d you like it if I poked your eye out huh?
Joe: It’d save me the pain of looking at you.
Billy: Yeah… well… (Billy is lost for words)
(Joe realizes he’s won the argument and goes back to flying his kite triumphantly. Billy looks up at the kite, then down at his scissors. Billy then cuts the kite string and walks off happily. Joe just blinks and turns his head to Billy)
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
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