Sep 07, 2005 00:36
Vince, why?
Pleasure.
Vince, who?
Rupert.
Vince, when?
Now.
Vince, where?
Here.
Vince, how?
By shaking.
Vince, how many?
12.
(later)
Vince, who?
Nothing.
Vince, why?
Habit.
There was a midget with a tray.
Watch out, child. The two-headed troll watches even in your very sleep.
Take away the pliers, take away the pliers, take away the pliers.
Nobody watches your plight.
Stop attacking me, dinosaur.
One spritz means yes. A double means maybe.
And the no?
A long, Zorro one.
Did you bring your Visine?
Did you bring YOUR Visine?
Oh, no. We're such stupid stoners.
Antidisestablishmentarionism.
My dad used to make me spell that in the tub.
In the tub?
As one of our games.
My fondness for Vince grows as our thrones.