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Jan 29, 2008

On The Drive Home

A private conversation eavesdropped via wiretapping, between Georgie and Laura, on the drive home after the state of the union address:

Georgie: Yee hah I was something to behold tonight. Wasn't I Laura?
Laura: (silence)
Georgie: Laura, wasn't I something tonight?
Laura: umm hmm
Georgie: Umm hmm? Shoot, I was something else tonight. You aint here dem applauds.
Laura: (silence)
Georgie: What you think?
Laura: (silence)
Georgie: Laura what you think?
Laura: I gotta call the wedding planner tomorrow. That daughter of yours is leaving everything for me to handle.
Georgie: Ahh shoot you spoiled dem girls.
Georgie: Let me call Dick and see what he thought.
Long Pause
Georgie: (Turns to Laura who is looking out the car window) I got his voicemail.
Laura: Of course.
Georgie: Hey, Dick this is George. Hey buddy, give me a call. Laura was just saying I was outstanding tonight. I just wanna hear your take on thangs. Call me. I'll probably be up late tonight. So, call me. OK?
Laura: (In a whispered tone) Shit. Ha. He aint gonna call back. Never does.