| Prince-Consort Tesser | 10-29-2003 08:24 PM |
(Big O is coming out of the ground ... very, very slowly)
ROGER: Hey! Big Guy! Hurry up!
BIG O: But you said "Slow time!"
ROGER: No I didn't! I said "SHOW time!"
BIG O: No, I clearly heard "slow time".
ROGER: Now that's just stupid! Why would I say "slow time"?
BIG O: I thought maybe Shop Steward Dorothy had decided to call a work slow-down as part of the Robot Actors' Union pay negotiations.
ROGER: So why would I tell you that?! I'm not a robot!
BIG O (surprised): You're not?!
ROGER: No!
BIG O: With your acting?!
ROGER (Pissed): Now hold it right there!
BIG O (shuddering): EWWWW! I had an organic thing secreting inside me! I feel contaminated! Clockwork Jesus preserve me! Get me steamed out! Silicon Heaven alone knows what disgusting biological things he did in there!
ROGER: THAT DOES IT! (grabs a sledgehammer) YOU'RE IN FOR IT NOW, YOU FACTORY-REJECT TOASTER-OVEN!
BIG O: Ooooo, a sledgehammer. I'm shaking in my casings. What are you going to do with that - tweeze my eyelashes?
(ROGER waits until the mid-section passes him, then slams it into BIG O's crotch)
BIG O: YEEEEEeeeeee ...
(BIG O's eyes cross, it grabs itself and falls over)
(The DIRECTOR comes out and hits ROGER with a rolled-up newspaper)
DIRECTOR: You satisfied now, you idiot!? (waves his hands angrily) Now both of you go get cleaned up! And if there are any more delays I'm selling BOTH of you for spare parts! GOT IT?!
ROGER (saluting): YESSIR!
BIG O (Whines): Urrrrrr...
ROGER: Hey! Big Guy! Hurry up!
BIG O: But you said "Slow time!"
ROGER: No I didn't! I said "SHOW time!"
BIG O: No, I clearly heard "slow time".
ROGER: Now that's just stupid! Why would I say "slow time"?
BIG O: I thought maybe Shop Steward Dorothy had decided to call a work slow-down as part of the Robot Actors' Union pay negotiations.
ROGER: So why would I tell you that?! I'm not a robot!
BIG O (surprised): You're not?!
ROGER: No!
BIG O: With your acting?!
ROGER (Pissed): Now hold it right there!
BIG O (shuddering): EWWWW! I had an organic thing secreting inside me! I feel contaminated! Clockwork Jesus preserve me! Get me steamed out! Silicon Heaven alone knows what disgusting biological things he did in there!
ROGER: THAT DOES IT! (grabs a sledgehammer) YOU'RE IN FOR IT NOW, YOU FACTORY-REJECT TOASTER-OVEN!
BIG O: Ooooo, a sledgehammer. I'm shaking in my casings. What are you going to do with that - tweeze my eyelashes?
(ROGER waits until the mid-section passes him, then slams it into BIG O's crotch)
BIG O: YEEEEEeeeeee ...
(BIG O's eyes cross, it grabs itself and falls over)
(The DIRECTOR comes out and hits ROGER with a rolled-up newspaper)
DIRECTOR: You satisfied now, you idiot!? (waves his hands angrily) Now both of you go get cleaned up! And if there are any more delays I'm selling BOTH of you for spare parts! GOT IT?!
ROGER (saluting): YESSIR!
BIG O (Whines): Urrrrrr...
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