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Writer 1: Well, now that the writing session for next week's Raw is over, I've got to go make balloon animals at a birthday party and practice throwing pies. Is my face-paint on right?
Writer 2: Yeah, but your rubber nose is crooked. Hey, you mind giving me a ride home? The short bus broke down today?
Writer 1: Sure, just hop into my tiny car over by the trapeze artist's trailer.
(EDIT: For some odd reason, I thought it said "writers" instead of "announcers." Huh....Guess I need to look closer next time)
Last edited by Nowhere Man; 05-06-2004 at 08:37 PM.
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