Satire-day Night Fever (or at least a bit of a temp)

What do you want to do?

Not sure, what did you have in mind?

Nothing really, maybe we should go somewhere.

Don’t you have home work?

C’mon man it’s Saturday I’ll do it tomorrow.

Where do you want to go?

Let’s go to Nova Scotia or something.

Isn’t that a little romantic? No offense bro but that whole long walk on the beach thing is better with a girl.

Yah your right, how about Cornwall or Ottawa?

Hold on man my phone is ringing.

(3 min later)

So what’s up?

Jared got his jeep stuck on a snow machine trail.

O’ gee I’d go with you but I’m in the middle of watching the Ninja Turtles, and Batman is on next.

We got time.

OK.

(40 min later)

So where did he say he was?

Some where on this road?

We have been driving in circles for like an hour.

It’s only been 20 min.

Whatever.

(4 people, 3 jeeps, 2 cold, wet, feet and an hour later)

So what are you guys up to today?

We were thinking about going out to eat somewhere.

Cool.

Yah, you want to go to Cornwall with us, we’ll take you out for your birthday or something.

I call you and let you know.

OK.

(2 hours and 1 nap and a package of Ramen Noodles later)

Jared said he wants to go to red lobster.

In Cornwall

No Watertown

Cool

(3 friends 2 hours and 1 jeep later)

This whole being allergic to shell fish thing sucks and the “and turf” part of the menu is not exactly voluminous.

Ok boys what can I get for you?

We’ll take a sea food sampler and 2 lobster dinners.

And you?

I um will have the steak please.

Steak and scampi it is.

No just the steak please, Med. Rare.

OK

(3 dinners 2 satisfied customers and 1 large check later.)

I hate this place; I wish she would come back and ask how every thing was so I could tell her what I really think.

How is every thing tonight boys?

Great yah everything is really good.

And you sir?

(Arms folded, slumped with a scowl) Fine.

Way to tell her off J.

Shut up.

(On our way out the door)

Excuse me miss, why are the lobsters in the tank separated?

Oh, well you see we keep the fat and skinny one’s separated. Fat one’s on the small side and skinny ones get to swim around.

Huh so its kind of like high school, hide that fat one’s out of the way in some small corner while those darn cheerleaders get to go to the beach and run free.

J. are we still talking about lobster, or did you have weight problems in high school.

Shut up. Let’s go, if we hurry we can catch Saturday Night Live. Oh, and can we get a gallon of Ice cream on the way home.

j.