Truth. I love daytime TV. Its completely pointless, has too many commercials...but I can't get enough!
So I've written a scene from a Maury episode. Because Maury has like a whole whopping 5 shows. If its not someone's 15th time guessing the baby daddy, its fixing a baby daddy, boot camp for obese people, interventions, and his occasional need for overcoming the odds stories. See 5.
Me: Truth. Jerry is funny. I love that show. An Maury, OMG Maury.
Twinsie: LUKE I am NOT your father.
Me: Luke, you are NOT the father.
Twinise: omggggg!
Me: Audience: "Ooohhhh!!!" *Lots of jumping up and down and yelling.
Twinsie: HAHAHAHAHA
Me: Luke *jumping up and down*: I told you. I told you!
Bonequeisha: *runs off stage in tears*
Twinsie: ITS YOUR COUSIN FROM YOUR MOTHERS WEDDIN THAT WORKS AT MICKY D'S!
Me: Maury: *goes after Bonequeisha* You know this is father number 8 we've tested, Bonequeisha....
Bonequeisha: It was him! It was him!
Twinsie: BUT I'M POSITIVE it was HIM!
Me: Oh my God I should write screen plays!
Twinsie: Your tests are fake! Somehow, we're always on the same brain wave.
BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
2 comments:
We always ARE!
Bonequisha. I just (almost) snorted Blue Moon out my nose.
I miss you.
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