I had an odd IM conversation recently and thought it would make nice theater.
TOM: I had a tragic morning.
CHARLES: Did coffee explode across your kitchen and hurt the cat?
TOM: Close.
(Pause.)
I made the most beautiful pot of coffee, poured just enough into a cup to get a taste, then poured the rest in my thermos to save for work.
CHARLES: And then an aardvark stole your thermos?
TOM: Close.
(Pause.)
On my way out the door, I reached for it on the table...and knocked it over.
CHARLES: Damn aardvark.
TOM: And heard a fizzling noise.
CHARLES: A rattlesnake?
TOM: Getting warmer.
(Pause.)
I quickly poured it in a cup to try and salvage my nectar of the gods...
CHARLES: And then a walrus bit your knee?
TOM: And got a cup full of glasss - it was terrible.
CHARLES: Ah, the thermos broke?
TOM: Yep.
CHARLES: Rattlesnakes!
TOM: They're always cramping my style.
