Saturday, June 5, 2010

These guys hate the English

American

Andrew Thorp



TIM

Look at him there, just talking like he owns the place.

JIMMY

It's a bar, TIM. Why do you hate the guy so much?

TIM

Well, I don't know Jimmy, maybe it's his stupid accent, or his smarmy attitude, or maybe that he is English.

JIMMY

Do you have a thing against the English?

TIM

Hell yeah I do. Don't look, he is looking. Cubs, huh? Another shitty season. Dick. He better look away.

JIMMY

You really hate that guy.

TIM

It was only two hundred and something years ago that these assholes were trying to take over our land.

JIMMY

Loves Park?

TIM

No, the United States. Coming in here with their red coats and high taxes. I mean, who in the hell do they think they are!

JIMMY

Now he is looking.

TIM

I don't even care. (in a crappy accent) Oh, I think I will make a kettle of potato chips won't I?

JIMMY

Are you making fun of his accent?

TIM

They always end their sentences with questions like that. "Aren't they. Isn't she". It's like they have no self-confidence.


JIMMY

Okay. Now he is staring. Can we make this a normal night, please?

TIM

Well, we won the goddamned war and that's all that matters.

A small man with a sharp purple jacket approaches JIMMY and TIM

POMP

Hello, Gentlemen.

JIMMY and TIM

Hi.

POMP

As I was enjoying a Shirley Temple at the tavern counter afar, I noticed a look of unpleasantries upon me from this very table.

JIMMY

What?

TIM

He is saying we were giving him dirty looks.

POMP

I assure you sirs, I have no ill will towards either of you. I simply joined you in hopes of passifying any future situations that may be less than exemplary.

JIMMY

Sounds good to me.

TIM

When you put it that way, I agree completely.

POMP

I am delighted that we have come to an understanding! Barkeep, please fetch a beverage for these two lads. On my tab! If you will excuse, I must reacquaint myself with those lovely ladies. Cheers.

TIM/JIMMY

Cheers!

Pomp exits

JIMMY

Now, that wasn't so bad was it?

TIM

Now you are ending your sentences with a question. Those slimy bastards.

Lights

No comments:

Post a Comment