Wednesday, August 20, 2008

You're kinda... in my way.

Hello sir, whats your name? Bob? Oh hi Bob, do you mind telling me what you are doing? Why am I asking? Oh because you are kind of... in my way.

Yes you're in my way. Your somehow big body is deterring me from going to the point of place in which my course of destination has to stop. What? Oh Im not calling you fat. Im just calling you... somehow big. Its not because your fat. Its because your... your... ah yes! You're muscularly fit. You seem to be working out alot. Yeah. Like that Arnold Schwarzen-whatever guy whos name is hard to spell. Yes you do remind me of him.

Why cant I move? Oh, you see, I cant move because I am needed to stay at this direction. Or else I would DIE. Yes, Im not kidding, I will DIE. Look, why dont you just move a few steps over there, and I can walk away, thus causing no trouble for either of us. Why do I die if I walk somewhere else? Im am unable to answer that question. Look, just take a few steps away from your current position, and I can finally be on my way. Or, I can climb over you, but that would look GAY. Besides, I bet everyone here has a camera phone that will automatically press the capture button right when they see something ODD, or WEIRD.

Sir, I think its been possibly, 1 minute now. You could just move maybe 3 steps to your left... err I mean right, unless you like to be hit by a car and no harm comes to any of us. No no im not stating that im stronger than you. Im as weak as a stick and your physique states that you are quite likely an experienced fighter. What? You were the runner-up of a heavyweight championship? Oh, that makes all the reason why you should move out of the way.

Listen, I dont have time right now. The north pole aint going to wait for me until it totally melts so why not I give you 5 bucks and you can go somewhere and get a drink? Yeah, even invite your friend. What? A drink nowadays costs 2 bucks each and you have 3 friends? Ok, here, have this 10 dollar note. Ok, please, go now and have a drink, or maybe buy 10 things from a 1 dollar shop. Ok, thanks, bye.

Oh shit... a wall...

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