CAST:
Pons = croquet player
Ned = croquet spayer
Bed = sleeps
Fed = eats
G.E.D. = Ned clone
Hed = smart
Led = devout
Med = drop out
Ped = walks
Zed/Red = possessed corpse
DED = Angel of Death.
Scene continues although we don't know why.
Pons:
It's too bad we were eliminated, Ned. I wish I had better balls.
Ned:
No sweat, Cuz. Next time we'll use one a my bowlin' balls. 'Course we'll prob'ly need one a them midway, bell-ringin', slammer hammers ta coax it along the grass here.
Pons:
It will be memorable for sure.
Bed:
I think we're zzzzzzzzzzzzzz.
Fed:
Yes, we're almost done. Try not to get too excited.
G.E.D.:
The world did not end.
Hed:
If you say so.
Led:
Any moment now we will be announced as the winners.
Med:
It's just an honor to be nominated, dude.
Ped:
(walking in place) I may need new shoes, Zed. Zed?
Zed/Red:
(Speaking to DED) Okay, I left baldy on a stool at the Cup-O-Sghetti stand.
DED:
That will do. Did you gather your vermin souls yet?
Zed/Red:
Yeah. My pockets are full of nasty rats and bugs.
DED:
We're out of here then. (Both disappear)
Ped: Anyone seen Zed?
To be continued...
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Author Notes
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