A Simple Conversation
I have weird friends.
V: I've been asked if we were fighting.
P-Ziddy: Yes. Horrible fight.
P-Ziddy: Nope. Jeff is the object of all my affections now.
V: It's the coffee, isn't it?
P-Ziddy: Isn't it always?
V: Betrayed! Betrayed I tell you!
Jeff: I prolly shouldn't mention that I've switched to tea for the rest of this afternoon, then.
V: Ha. Serves you right for leaving me like that. Jeff doesn't love you any more.
P-Ziddy: I'm not sure he ever did. I think he just used me for my coffee.
V: It's a twisted love triangle, with coffee at the heart of it. Love, betrayal, suspense and a good cup of joe.
Jeff: At night. Twitching, unable to sleep.
V: All it needs is a few sticks with nails in to be a fabulous action thriller.
P-Ziddy: It'll be the movie of the week on A&E next month.
V: Lifetime. Too sappy for A&E. Not enough sticks with nails in.
P-Ziddy: Juan Valdez Kills Again.
V: It was the donkey all along. Do you think we've made the blog yet?
P-Ziddy: I'm not sure. He's been ignoring my blog contributions lately.
V: You betrayed him. He doesn't love you any more, or possibly ever, remember?
V: He's turned his affections to that Scruffy fellow, who offers him power tools and the opportunity to see what the local ER looks like.
I would, without hesitation or apology, gleefully watch a movie called "Juan Valdez Kills Again". Make this happen, Hollywood!