13/11/2008
The Rubber Ducky
by Sharmaine
While Mitch was studying Li Shi, a deep voice boomed.
Mitch shrieked and fell off the chair.
He suddenly sat back up when he saw who it was.
Mitch: Hi Al.
Al: My name is NOT Al..!
Mitch: Whatever you say, Al.
Al: You asked for it!
And Al suddenly thrusted…
a rubber ducky.
Mitch gasped and stumbled a few paces backward.
Mitch: Nooo… Not the rubber ducky! Please! I swear, I will never call you Al ever again!
Al: Very well then. What’s my name?
Mitch:….
Al: I can’t hear you, Mitch.
Mitch: Harday…
Al: Louder! I can’t hear you!
Mitch: HARDGAY!!!
Al: Better. Much better.
Mitch slowly rose from his knees as Al smiled in victory.
Suddenly, he plucked the ducky away from Al’s grasp and tossed it over the window.
Al gasped and tragically screamed…
Al: Not the ducky! Nooooooo!!!!!!
And he wailed.
Mitch: See you later.. AL!
And Mitch skipped off, leavin Al, mourning for the loss of his beloved bath toy.
Text posted at 18:57
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