A: 946 Beulah Street
[Hey, parents. One of your kids isn't what he used to be. This is probably best seen by the way he's creeping around the house with the lamp he unplugged from the nightstand in the room he woke up in, assuming this a dream or a prank, but ready with a blunt object and a fairly good swing should the place turn hostile.]
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You're not really dreaming...
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[Pause.] Not to be rude or anything, but who are you?
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Oh, sorry. I'm Jeff. And... the third possibility is the right one.
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It's... not a pleasure to meet you, Jeff. I'm sorry, I can't lie about that. Although I'm sure you're a perfectly fine fellow.
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What is?
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Plenty of things. Namely, this history textbook.
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Oh, ya mean how they spell things weird? That's just a seppo thing.
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You're Wy, right?
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Estonia?
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I knew it was you! You almost had me, too, using Hungary and all.
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Your friends play jokes on you when you sleep too?
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But don't worry! This isn't a joke.
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And... you might need better friends.
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