dialog drabble
thanks to allison and debbie for the inspiration
Where did I put my cheese?
Well it’s not like it sprouted legs and walked away is it?
I surely don’t know but all it comes down to is the fact that I bought the cheese opened the cheese began to eat the aforementioned cheese and now I cannot find my cheese
Did you check your pockets?
…….. What?!?!?! Why would it be-
Duh…It wouldn’t but it might give you a clue
A clue
Yep
A clue in the grand mystery of the suddenly sentient cheese, well then let us begin my dear Watson, was it perhaps ms. Peacock in the conservatory with the candlestick
Geez don’t be a bitch about it ………and calling it sentient cheese makes it sound like its uber super extra moldy or something
Got enough adjectives there, oh and for the record cheese is just an advanced state of mold you know, only the French would think of eating something like that, oh this milk has been out a few days lets eat the slightly smelly block that its congealed into…..eurgh
……. I don’t think that’s quite how it works and cheese was around before the French you know
But Napoleon made it popular
What like failing epically?
Fuck off
Your mom…….
Just help me find the damned cheese already I’m really hungry
Wait what?! If your hungry why don’t you have an actual meal. Cheese isn’t gonna fill you up
You sound like my mom now fucktard
I sounded like your mom last night…..
…….that makes absolutely no sense
…….it did in my head
Oh Jesus on a cracker!
WHAT!?!?!??!
Where the hell is my damned cheese ??? and why are you looking in the trash, in the couch cushions was already a stretch I just bought the stuff
Well we’ve already torn up all the normal places it clearly isn’t there unless were both just bli- FOUND IT!!! It was in the fork drawer!!!
Excellent…….wait… the hell??
Eh….maybe finding half eaten blocks of cheese is just kinda a specialty of mine i dunno, here ya go though
Thanks
Anytime