jeff_is_smiling
Flirtin' an' stalkin'
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Yesterday, I entered into a real-life comedy scene like one you'd watch on a TV cartoon. I was one of the principle actors in the scene. Let me describe it for you.
Opening Scene
Wile E. Coyote, SUUUUUUUUPER Genius - played by me (dammit!) - seated at his computer desk typing smutty things in Lit.
Bugs Bunny - played by the fucking field mouse that appears to have invaded my fucking home - hunched over, unseen by Wile E.
(Sounds of filth being mercilessly typed by Wile E.)
Wile E.: (Startled) What the FUCK is that?
(Bugs is seen by Wile E. looking at him from directly under the fucking monitor Wile E. is using to write his never-ending stream of porn comments. He has been there, unseen, the entire opening sequence.)
Bugs: (Blinking without words while disturbingly looking at Wile E. with eyes too big for the fucking mouses size)
Wile E.: I'm going to GET that fucking bastard! I know, I'll use the empty, old and scratched up Tupper Ware container I used for storing coins! I'll just place it over his cute little head, then after seeing him trapped helplessly, I'll rattle the little guy around inside the container until he has a nasty headache and I can dispose of him. BRILLIANT! I am brilliant! I am a SUUUUper Genius! Wile E. Coyote - SUUUUPER Genius! (Grabs the ACME container to commence this brilliant plot)
Bugs: (Yawning at Wile E.)
Wile E. slowly - ever-so-slowly - moves his hand with the container ever closer to Bugs. The knowing smirk of pleasure easily seen on Wile E.
Bugs: (A second yawn)
A fraction of a second later...
Wile E.: FUUUCKKK (Wile E. jumps backwards as if shot out of a fucking cannon)
Bugs literally has jumped about a foot into the air - effortlessly - and swan fucking dived into the smallest of creases between the computer desk and the small table holding Wile E.'s printer. Bugs scurries away - unafraid and unharmed.
Wile E. stands looking at the camera. His jaw drops to the floor, followed by his eyes looking directly at the camera. He blinks slowly, showing his embarrassment at being so thoroughly outsmarted by Bugs.
END OF SCENE
Opening Scene
Wile E. Coyote, SUUUUUUUUPER Genius - played by me (dammit!) - seated at his computer desk typing smutty things in Lit.
Bugs Bunny - played by the fucking field mouse that appears to have invaded my fucking home - hunched over, unseen by Wile E.
(Sounds of filth being mercilessly typed by Wile E.)
Wile E.: (Startled) What the FUCK is that?
(Bugs is seen by Wile E. looking at him from directly under the fucking monitor Wile E. is using to write his never-ending stream of porn comments. He has been there, unseen, the entire opening sequence.)
Bugs: (Blinking without words while disturbingly looking at Wile E. with eyes too big for the fucking mouses size)
Wile E.: I'm going to GET that fucking bastard! I know, I'll use the empty, old and scratched up Tupper Ware container I used for storing coins! I'll just place it over his cute little head, then after seeing him trapped helplessly, I'll rattle the little guy around inside the container until he has a nasty headache and I can dispose of him. BRILLIANT! I am brilliant! I am a SUUUUper Genius! Wile E. Coyote - SUUUUPER Genius! (Grabs the ACME container to commence this brilliant plot)
Bugs: (Yawning at Wile E.)
Wile E. slowly - ever-so-slowly - moves his hand with the container ever closer to Bugs. The knowing smirk of pleasure easily seen on Wile E.
Bugs: (A second yawn)
A fraction of a second later...
Wile E.: FUUUCKKK (Wile E. jumps backwards as if shot out of a fucking cannon)
Bugs literally has jumped about a foot into the air - effortlessly - and swan fucking dived into the smallest of creases between the computer desk and the small table holding Wile E.'s printer. Bugs scurries away - unafraid and unharmed.
Wile E. stands looking at the camera. His jaw drops to the floor, followed by his eyes looking directly at the camera. He blinks slowly, showing his embarrassment at being so thoroughly outsmarted by Bugs.
END OF SCENE
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