Like Two Peas In A Pod
Hartley and Hound were naïve. They sat there, side by side, looking, leguminous ly, at the television and thought this was the way to live their life together.
They were happy together, because they shared a similar interest: watching the television. They had much in common: they looked alike and they sounded alike and they were simple-minded naïfs. It was green of them to think they could live this slow, lazy life together and that no one would mind.
Some of the neighbours called them vegetables, because all they did was sit about all day. This wasn’t a fair estimation. Other neighbour said they were fruits, because Hound and Hartley were two guys living together, doing stuff together and wearing matching outfits. This was unkind, but it was true. Or, it would have been true, if they did anything more than just sit there.
One day, the neighbours, incensed by Hartley and Hound and their inactivity, burst open the men’s house with a large charge of dynamite. It sent the pair into the sky and scattered them miles apart from each and, in parts, from themselves.
They were green, the both of them, to think that something like this wouldn’t happen. People are tolerant of other‘s doing their own thing, but they do not like it when two men do their own thing together.
They were happy together, because they shared a similar interest: watching the television. They had much in common: they looked alike and they sounded alike and they were simple-minded naïfs. It was green of them to think they could live this slow, lazy life together and that no one would mind.
Some of the neighbours called them vegetables, because all they did was sit about all day. This wasn’t a fair estimation. Other neighbour said they were fruits, because Hound and Hartley were two guys living together, doing stuff together and wearing matching outfits. This was unkind, but it was true. Or, it would have been true, if they did anything more than just sit there.
One day, the neighbours, incensed by Hartley and Hound and their inactivity, burst open the men’s house with a large charge of dynamite. It sent the pair into the sky and scattered them miles apart from each and, in parts, from themselves.
They were green, the both of them, to think that something like this wouldn’t happen. People are tolerant of other‘s doing their own thing, but they do not like it when two men do their own thing together.