Post by anonymous on Jun 28, 2009 20:02:33 GMT -5
***Camera up on a cat curled up in front of a phone, the cat picks up the phone and begins dialing, cut to a phone in an office a man’s hand is seen answering the phone.***
Man: Hello?
Cat: Meow....meow.
Man: Talk about a voice from the distant past. Wow, how are you?
Cat: Meow.
Man: That's great.... I'm just here at work.
Cat: Meow.
Man: Oh I work at a battered women's shelter.
Cat: Meow....meow?
Man: Yes, I was a spokesman for Sham-Wow, until I made a mess that it could clean up.
Cat: Meow?
Man: Yeah, so I got a job helping women who are addicts.
Cat: Meow...meow...
Man: No, not addicted to drugs, addicted to sex. Nymphomaniacs Anonymous is a very proud organization with a strong solid foundation.
Cat: Meow?
Man: Oh, they didn't like my method of treating the patients. Apparently, trying to over-sex them was not an approved method of treatment. So I was fired.
Cat: Meow.
Man: I was a fireman for a day.
Cat: Meow?
Man: It didn't work out because I misunderstood them when they told me to get out the hose.
Cat: Meow.
Man: Yeah, so I figured the battered women's shelter combined my two favorite things: fighting and woman.
Cat: Meow.
Man: What do you mean I can't hit anyone?
Cat: Meow....meow.
Man: Oh crap, I need to get out of here.
Cat: Meow.
Man: Really? Everyone's coming back together?
Cat: Meow.
Man: Ok, I'll be there in about two days.
Cat: Meow.
Man: Good luck getting a hold of him, I hear that he's a big time star now. He probably won't except your calls. You know the Hollywood types.
Cat: Meow.....meow.
Man: But it's only Sunday.
Cat: Meow.....meow.
Man: Oh I see. I like it. Well, I can't wait to get it on again.
Cat: Meow?
Man: In the ring.
Cat: MEOW?!?
Man: I meant wrestling. Sheesh. See you in a couple of days.
Cat: Meow.
***The two phones are hung up as the camera cuts back to the cat curled up on a rug. The screen goes dark as the words "To Be Continued..." appear on the screen.***
Man: Hello?
Cat: Meow....meow.
Man: Talk about a voice from the distant past. Wow, how are you?
Cat: Meow.
Man: That's great.... I'm just here at work.
Cat: Meow.
Man: Oh I work at a battered women's shelter.
Cat: Meow....meow?
Man: Yes, I was a spokesman for Sham-Wow, until I made a mess that it could clean up.
Cat: Meow?
Man: Yeah, so I got a job helping women who are addicts.
Cat: Meow...meow...
Man: No, not addicted to drugs, addicted to sex. Nymphomaniacs Anonymous is a very proud organization with a strong solid foundation.
Cat: Meow?
Man: Oh, they didn't like my method of treating the patients. Apparently, trying to over-sex them was not an approved method of treatment. So I was fired.
Cat: Meow.
Man: I was a fireman for a day.
Cat: Meow?
Man: It didn't work out because I misunderstood them when they told me to get out the hose.
Cat: Meow.
Man: Yeah, so I figured the battered women's shelter combined my two favorite things: fighting and woman.
Cat: Meow.
Man: What do you mean I can't hit anyone?
Cat: Meow....meow.
Man: Oh crap, I need to get out of here.
Cat: Meow.
Man: Really? Everyone's coming back together?
Cat: Meow.
Man: Ok, I'll be there in about two days.
Cat: Meow.
Man: Good luck getting a hold of him, I hear that he's a big time star now. He probably won't except your calls. You know the Hollywood types.
Cat: Meow.....meow.
Man: But it's only Sunday.
Cat: Meow.....meow.
Man: Oh I see. I like it. Well, I can't wait to get it on again.
Cat: Meow?
Man: In the ring.
Cat: MEOW?!?
Man: I meant wrestling. Sheesh. See you in a couple of days.
Cat: Meow.
***The two phones are hung up as the camera cuts back to the cat curled up on a rug. The screen goes dark as the words "To Be Continued..." appear on the screen.***