My Ideas For A Drama, Based On Last Night's Events
Time: Winter, night
Location: Wood Quay, Dublin, at neuro's parking space by the wall over the River Liffey
Characters: neuro-praxis, delightful housemate Mags, Debo, Some Random Bitch
Written by: Fate
Directed by: neuro-praxis
Scene opens to show the young women leaning over the wall, gazing into the glorious expanse of the murky waters of the Liffey
Debo:(Scrunching up face) What's that thing?
Mags: (Looking) What thing?
Debo: (Pointing) That big square thing floating there.
Mags: (Squinting) A cardboard box?
neuro-praxis: Maybe Spongebob Squarepants finally topped himself.
(Shocked silence)
Mags: Spongy bastard.
(Grunts of agreement. Suddenly, a woman who is pulling out from her parking space right by neuro's car, wallops the Ford Escort's bumper. neuro-praxis runs over, enraged.)
neuro-praxis: Hey! You just hit my car!
(The woman shrugs and drives off. Debo shouts out her registration number and Mags pads it into her mobile phone.)
THE END
I think the plot needs a little work, but overall I'm bery happy with it. Bery, bery happy. Happier than I've ever been. SHROOMS?
neuro-praxis -- Robot In Disguise
Posted by neuro-praxis on January 25, 2005 12:56 PM, in the category Children, Pets, Guests
Oh dear! Is the car badly damaged?
I have a car. I can't drive though so I'm thinking of keeping chickens in it. But what if they learned how to drive? I'd never see them and their precious eggs again!
Posted by: John at January 25, 2005 06:00 PMOf course chickens can drive - why else do you think there are special hen-dicapped spaces?
Aren't I just hilarious? *runs away fast*
Posted by: hmmm at January 25, 2005 06:45 PMShe marked the bumper but nothing else, thankfully. I made a voodoo doll in her likeness though, so she won't be doing any more driving, you'll be pleased to hear.
Precious eggs and hendicapped spaces indeed.
You both are on probation.
Posted by: neuro-praxis at January 25, 2005 07:21 PMDid I ever tell you the story of the cow that fell from the sky and ploughed through someones windshield? Its a true story, you know. The cow landed on the bonnet, his hoof crashed through the windscreen and plunged through the unfortunate drivers sternum, mashing up her heart and lungs. She died.
Let that be a lesson to you. Even if you drive a mini, attach bull bars. You just never know when its going to start raining Fresians.
Posted by: embee at January 26, 2005 04:12 PMDamn cows! Always with the staring! I always had the feeling they were just about to pounce. I was right!
Posted by: John at January 26, 2005 08:11 PM