Friday, June 24, 2005

She's Back....

Fenwick: Arlo, who is that sitting on the couch ?
Arlo: Shut up.
Fenwick: What's that ? I didn't hear you. She looks familiar though.
Arlo: Just shut up already. Fine, I guess he didn't kill her...but he's still up to something. I know it. I can feel it in my tail. There's something baaad in that closet...And it's all his fault. I don't trust him. I still think I'll kill him in his sleep.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

"The Case Of The Fat,Bearded Idiot..."

Arlo: He's gonna crack soon. Then, we'll find out where he hid the body.
Fenwick: He didn't kill her. He's been talking to her on the phone, you idiot.
Arlo: How do you know ? That could have been Comcast that called. I wasn't listening in, were you ?
Fenwick: Well, no but...
Arlo: But NOTHING !!! He killed her, and one more night of stepping on his head and eerily staring at him will do him in. You can see it in his eyes. He knows that we know...And it's tearing him apart.
Fenwick: What if he kills us ?
Arlo: Huh ?
Fenwick: Well, if he knows that we know, what if he decides to kill us ? Wouldn't that take care of it ?
Arlo: Holy shit. You maybe right. Let me think...
Fenwick: It's a predicament, that's for sure.
Arlo: I've got it !!
Fenwick: What ?
Arlo: Let's kill him.
Fenwick: What ?
Arlo: Tonight, in his sleep. We'll sit on his head. Smother him.It'll be easy.
Fenwick: Dude, you are nuts.
Arlo: No, it's the only way. We'll avenge her death, AND save ourselves.
Fenwick: Then who'll feed us ?
Arlo: After he's dead, we'll turn on the stereo real loud, someone will call the cops, and we'll be saved.
Fenwick: You know, it's kinda crazy, but it just might work...

TO BE CONTINUED...

Monday, June 20, 2005

Where Is She ?

Arlo: Dude, this is not cool. Where is she ?
Fenwick: Now, calm down, Arlo.I'm sure everything's fine.
Arlo: Everything's fine ? Everything's fine ? She's GONE, MAN !!!!!! We have been stuck with that Fat,Bearded, Idiot for what feels like forever.
Fenwick: He does make time slow down, doesn't he ?
Arlo: Criminy, every second is like an hour, and NOT in a good way. I think he killed her.
Fenwick: What ? Are you nuts ?
Arlo: What else could have happened ?
Fenwick: Maybe she dumped his ugly ass.
Arlo: But then wouldn't she take us ?
Fenwick: Maybe she's trying to punish him.
Arlo: No, he killed her. I've never trusted him. That's why I never let him sleep.
Fenwick: You're crazy, man. He didn't kill her. He's too big a wuss. He's scared of spiders for christ's sake.
Arlo: well, you're scared of the vacuum cleaner.
Fenwick: Hey, that fuckin' thing is SCARY !! Plus, you're scared of it too, you dick.
Arlo: Shut up. Anyway, what do you think he did with the body ?
Fenwick: He didn't do anything with it.
Arlo: You're right, he's a lazy one. She's probably in the closet. Yeah !! That's why he never wants us in the closet !!
Fenwick: She never wants us in the closet either.
Arlo: Right. But I still think she might be in the closet. I have an idea...Let's just sit and stare at him with our "dead eyes" look, and maybe he'll slip up and show us where he's hiding the body.
Fenwick: Or at the very least, maybe he'll feed us a bit earlier.
Arlo: Jesus, is that all you think about ? We've got Ted Bundy in here, and you want him to feed us ?
Fenwick: Nah, he's no Ted Bundy, Ted Bundy was charming and attractive...He's more John Wayne Gacy or Henry Lee Lucas with a dash of Manson(the hair anyway).
Arlo: Fine. Whoever ! Anyway, we need to get to bottom of this. This ain't over. We were paying attention while his unemployed ass was watching all those "Murder, She Wrote" episodes. We learned a thing or two about amateur sleuthing. We will uncover the truth in the case of "The Fat, Bearded Idiot"

To Be Continued...