Blast from the past-- Jeeves and Wooster
Heh. I was going through old folders of school work. I came across this:
I have to say, jeeves, it doesn’t seem to look quite like the picture on the box.
no, sir.
in fact, I think I’d go so far as to say I’m having some difficulty seeing the resemblance at all.
indeed, sir.
*contemplates* hm. I wonder what went wrong.
it’s difficult to say, sir. many possibilities spring to mind.
*has been making a weird face at it* what d’you suppose those bits there are?
*hesitates* if I were to hazard a guess, I would suggest they are the remnants of cheese.
really?
I could be wrong, of course, sir.
*sighs* oh well. first attempt and all. I’m sure it’ll improve as I go along. These things take breaking in, y’know. I better tuck in before it goes cold.
you’re not still proposing to actually consume the item, sir?
well of course I am. It’s my first creation. A little saggy, but, well -- I made the bed, I’ve got to lie in it-- that’s the rule, you’ve got to eat what you make.
but were that the case, sir, some of the most venerated culinary innovations would most likely not have come about; experimentation necessitates a certain degree of catastrophic error
well you’re not suggesting I just waste it, jeeves?
*pause* ‘waste’ may be too generous a label to apply to disposal of the item, sir, as I believe it likely it no longer falls within the category of cuisine. the moment possibly occurred during the spatula incident.
oh, pfffff. it isn’t that bad.
I think I was sketching random bits of dialogue as a revolt against my homework. Ah, Uni days, good times. ;oP
I have to say, jeeves, it doesn’t seem to look quite like the picture on the box.
no, sir.
in fact, I think I’d go so far as to say I’m having some difficulty seeing the resemblance at all.
indeed, sir.
*contemplates* hm. I wonder what went wrong.
it’s difficult to say, sir. many possibilities spring to mind.
*has been making a weird face at it* what d’you suppose those bits there are?
*hesitates* if I were to hazard a guess, I would suggest they are the remnants of cheese.
really?
I could be wrong, of course, sir.
*sighs* oh well. first attempt and all. I’m sure it’ll improve as I go along. These things take breaking in, y’know. I better tuck in before it goes cold.
you’re not still proposing to actually consume the item, sir?
well of course I am. It’s my first creation. A little saggy, but, well -- I made the bed, I’ve got to lie in it-- that’s the rule, you’ve got to eat what you make.
but were that the case, sir, some of the most venerated culinary innovations would most likely not have come about; experimentation necessitates a certain degree of catastrophic error
well you’re not suggesting I just waste it, jeeves?
*pause* ‘waste’ may be too generous a label to apply to disposal of the item, sir, as I believe it likely it no longer falls within the category of cuisine. the moment possibly occurred during the spatula incident.
oh, pfffff. it isn’t that bad.
I think I was sketching random bits of dialogue as a revolt against my homework. Ah, Uni days, good times. ;oP