When I grow up, I want to float on my back with my arms dangled. Run through the cosmic moss in my adidas suit, and be an intergalactic messenger.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Deien Aulin, Gab and Jellycuz

At Room 15 of the Radisson Hotel:

Gab       : Okay. Jelly. You sit here.

Jellycuz :Geez...so demanding dude.

Gab       :Just sit and wait for Deien. 

Jellycuz :Man this is bad. My mom's gonna kill me! How did I even get here?


Gab       : By magic.

Jellycuz :No seriously dude. This one time I heard on the TV that some dudes took a chick and then sold her to snake charmers so she can pull in business for them.

Gab       :Ah, the snake wasn't enough then.
 

Jellycuz :So you guys going to rape me or something now.

Gab       : Ah.

Jellycuz: Yeah I thought so ! I better run... hehehehe.

Gab      : Just wait for Deien. And he can take you to people who will buy you.

Jellycuz: Don't joke! No ways. I know you guys are the good guys. Like Wardent.
Gab     : Okay. I'm going to go get lunch.

Jellycuz:Geez who eats lunch at 5.

Gab    : People who are hungry. Still.

Gab   : Oh I think it's Deien at the door.

Deien:  Hey Gab. Gabbit.

Gab: You're finally here. Thank god.

Deien: I know you missed me.

Gab: No, I just don't miss jelly. Outgrew it. Very quickly.

Deien: Hey...Jellycuz. So this is you.

Jellycuz: Uh Hey.

Gab: All yours. Goodbye. Tell Wardent we're not his babysitters.

Deien: Okay. Only if he tells you I'm not your messenger.

Gab: Deien, get a grip. You love this. Babysit jelly. Wobbly-doo and all that shit. Get on it. And I don't mean literally. Wardent will bust a nut by your squirrel crotch.

Deien: Aren't you hungry?

Gab: Wow. How did you know. See you in five hours. I want results! Results! Stuff that shows the plane's going to fly!

Deien: Trust me. I'll make sure of it.

Gab: Bye.

Jellycuz: Can I come to lunch with you?

Gab: No. Because you're Deien's lunch. Cheers.


Jellycuz: Okay so are you Wardent's friend? The one who does the lifting thing?

Deien: Lifting...you mean  air-lift dynamics. Yes, that's my thing. Lifting, dynamics.

Jellycuz: So what are you going to do to me?

Deien: You offered yourself to Wardent as a test passenger. So in other words you offered yourself to me.

Jellycuz: Okay so wat do I have to do?

Deien: For now. Sit. And then, I'm going to check how much you fidget. I'll test your shuffle-to-still rate and see how I need to compensate for that in the air-lift.

Jellycuz: Um. Okay.

Deien: Don't be scared. You'll always have me.

Jellycuz: Can you stop staring at my boobs. It's really annoying.

Deien: Would you rather have me stare at my own boobs.

Jellycuz: You don't have them.

Deien: Are you sure? I can show you where I keep my boobs...do you want to see?

Jellycuz: Eeewww no...man. Whatever when I can get up?

Deien: When you see my boobs.

Jellycuz: Damn I really wish Wardent is here.

Deien: He's doing the rounds with Hades. He'll be back in abit.

Jellycuz: Okay so are my tests normal?

Deien: You've got a shuffle-to-still ratio of 5 to 1.

Jellycuz; What that mean?

Deien: It means you can't sit still.

Jellycuz: So...is that bad?

Deien: No.  But dance for me.

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