Once again, everybody this time
Back home again /
In indiana.
So I am running out of ideas for the moment.
I came up with this bit of philospohy.
Why is it that the people who are best at sex tend to be the worst at love. And vice versa.
Speaking of...
Miami Vice looks terrible. You need the unintentional comedy of a Don Johnson.
So, here's a scene from one of my projects. The format's awful, but so to is our electoral system.
Enjoy:
MAC wakes up around 3 in the morning to some stirring in his house. He walks out and sees a little child playing with toys. He is startled, but he moves on to the next room. There is a LITTLE GIRL playing with a doll and her hair.
MAC
Hey there little girl. Can I help you?
Little girl is silent.
MAC
What about you little fella? How you doing? Having some fun with that truck?
He stonewalls Mac. Mac then gets up and moves to his kitchen. There stands a TEENAGE GIRL in short shorts and a wifebeater t-shirt.
TEENAGE GIRL
You must be Andrew.
The other kids come into the kitchen. The huddle around the girl.
MAC
So what are all of your names?
TEENAGE GIRL
We don’t have names.
MAC
Right, because that would make too much sense, seeing as there are three kids in my house at 3 in the morning.
LITTLE GIRL
You never gave us names.
Mac is startled.
MAC
All right, that’s kind of creepy.
TEENAGE GIRL
We are the souls of children whose lives you ended with abortions and birth control.
Mac looks around. He figures it out.
MAC
Come out Dad. You almost got me. Once again, I regret to inform you I am not going to change my stance on birth control or woman’s choice due to theatrics.
(continued...)
In indiana.
So I am running out of ideas for the moment.
I came up with this bit of philospohy.
Why is it that the people who are best at sex tend to be the worst at love. And vice versa.
Speaking of...
Miami Vice looks terrible. You need the unintentional comedy of a Don Johnson.
So, here's a scene from one of my projects. The format's awful, but so to is our electoral system.
Enjoy:
MAC wakes up around 3 in the morning to some stirring in his house. He walks out and sees a little child playing with toys. He is startled, but he moves on to the next room. There is a LITTLE GIRL playing with a doll and her hair.
MAC
Hey there little girl. Can I help you?
Little girl is silent.
MAC
What about you little fella? How you doing? Having some fun with that truck?
He stonewalls Mac. Mac then gets up and moves to his kitchen. There stands a TEENAGE GIRL in short shorts and a wifebeater t-shirt.
TEENAGE GIRL
You must be Andrew.
The other kids come into the kitchen. The huddle around the girl.
MAC
So what are all of your names?
TEENAGE GIRL
We don’t have names.
MAC
Right, because that would make too much sense, seeing as there are three kids in my house at 3 in the morning.
LITTLE GIRL
You never gave us names.
Mac is startled.
MAC
All right, that’s kind of creepy.
TEENAGE GIRL
We are the souls of children whose lives you ended with abortions and birth control.
Mac looks around. He figures it out.
MAC
Come out Dad. You almost got me. Once again, I regret to inform you I am not going to change my stance on birth control or woman’s choice due to theatrics.
(continued...)