Bob 1: I sure am scared right now.
Bob 2: You should probably
stop thinking about the unknown then, Bob.
Bob 1: It's not that. There's
a monster over there.
Bob 2: Oh, him. He is a bit frightening, isn't he?
Should we ask him to leave?
Bob 1: I'm afraid that might hurt his feelings.
Bob
2: That's true. But are you sure monsters don't enjoy having their feelings hurt?
Bob
1: Quite sure. Marty let me borrow his book on monster behaviors and culture in
the modern day.
Bob 2: What was Marty doing with a book like that? I thought
he wasn't interested in animal behavior.
Bob 1: He isn't, but monsters are
a different story altogether.
Bob 2: You don't consider monsters to be animals?
Bob
1: Not really.
Bob 2: And what about humans, Bob? Are they animals? Or do
you think we're better than animals?
Bob 1: Look, Bob. I wasn't thinking
hierarchically when I said that. You know how much respect I have for all living
things.
Bob 2: I know. I'm sorry for lashing out at you. It must have been
especially difficult for you deal with, considering the vulnerable state you're
in.
Bob 1: How do you know I'm feeling vulnerable?
Bob 2: You told
me you're afraid of the monster.
Bob 1: Oh yeah. I suppose we could get
him to leave by asking him to run an errand for us.
Bob 2: Do monsters enjoy
running errands?
Bob 1: Certain errands, yes. They strongly prefer those
that are mushroom-based. Do you need any mushrooms?
Bob 2: I'm afraid not.
Do you?
Bob 1: Not especially. But maybe I could cook us up some mushroom
soup, then we could ask him for more. Would you like some soup?
Bob 2: I'm
actually quite stuffed right now. I ate too much pumpkin pie earlier.
Bob
1: Really? I thought you hated pumpkins.
Bob 2: I did. But now I don't.
It's a rather long story.
Bob 1: I'd love to hear it.
Bob 2: Alright.
As you know, ever since the accident, I've hated pumpkins for what they did to
me and my family. A few days ago, however, I sleepwalked out of my house again,
and a large plastic jack-o-lantern saved my life.
Bob 1: Does that really
count as a pumpkin, even though it's made of plastic?
Bob 2: It's pumpkin
enough. People are often affected by representations of real things, aren't they?
Bob
1: That's for sure. Come to think of it, I believe the monster over there is actually
a cardboard cutout that I purchased at a garage sale yesterday.
Bob 2: But
isn't he eating all the rotten vegetables in your garden?
Bob 1: Oh, you're
right.
Bob 2: Wouldn't it be ironic if there were some rotten pumpkins in
your garden?
Bob 1: I'm not sure what you mean by that, but you're probably
right.
Bob 2: Thanks.
Bob 1: Is it just me, or is the monster coming
this way?
Bob 2: No, he's not.
Bob 1: I should be wearing my glasses.
Bob
2: You can say that again.
Bob 1: This might be a strange question, but
doesn't the monster look a little like me?
Bob 2: He is you, Bob.
Bob
1: Does that mean you won't want to go fishing with me this weekend?
Bob
2: Yeah, you'd better find someone else.
Bob 1: No problem. I think Tom
will be available.
Bob 2: That's good. Tom's a good guy. Have you seen his
latest impression?
Bob 1: Yeah.
Bob 2: I didn't think it was as funny
as his others.
Bob 1: It was almost as funny.
Bob 2: Yeah, almost.
The
End...?