buts, dresses, and appatite
“But! But! I don’t have time for buts. I need to be eaten! and now!”
“I’m sorry! I don’t know what I was thinking.”
“Well…?”
“What.”
“What! I can’t believe you! Eat me already!”
“I told you, I can’t eat anybody that i like.”
“Fine, then. I’m never talking to you. Ever again.”
“i’m sorry. i didn’t mean to make you mad. i just would like to eat you pretty.”
“you mean makeup, hair, dresses and such? ya. i can do that. do you have any?”
“Their in the back to the left.”
“ok. here i am. now eat me! i beg of you?”
“calm down, i will. I like your hair by the way.”
“thanks! i used a deep conditioner with a special type of palmade in it and… hey! stop distracting me!”
whisper: “darn! i thought that would work.” not whisper: ” i can’t eat you anymore. i’m not hungry. see you around! the door’s strait ahead. thanks for coming!”
“Thats not fair!” sfx: stomping foot.
“why not?”
“because”
“because what?”