Guesthouse Manners

 

'Don't look now but that little madam has had a second orange juice.'
            Harold turned round.
            May manage to say, 'Good Morning, nice view isn’t it.'
            'Harold,' she hissed, 'Thank you! I'll have to chat now.’
            Harold just shrugged, women always made it so complicated—he’d just smile and ignore.

Looks aren't everything

 

Zelda wiped the grease away from her mouth, she has real class, before saying, 'You don’t want to cross Hash Brown's woman. She did a John Bobbitt, if you get my drift.' 
            I didn't. She just sighed and said something about lights being on but they weren't, it was noon.

Script conference from Hell

‘You’ll be Texas toast when I get you.’
‘Where's the bloody writer.’
‘What can’t you understand now?’
‘What he’s saying, the character is supposed to be Cool not some Beverley Hill twink.’
‘Its a metaphor!’
‘God, to think I turned down Spielberg for this crock.’
‘It’s not what I heard.’

Sticks and stones

‘I ain't firing blanks, its yor eggs that are scrambled.'
            He regretted saying it, as soon as he saw her eyes empty
            'I'm sorry, let me—’
            'Just go and stay with yor brother. Shame it's too late to swop, at least he wer better in bed then you ever managed.'

The first step

'Are you known?' 
            The words slapped him. What accept that drink doesn’t killed the pain—it merely distracts 
            'Let yourself be known by your own words' 
             Rick, looked up to the outstretched hand, hesitated, then turned to pick up his bottle and walk away. ' Do you know?, echoed his footsteps.

Your Family

Because they're family is all that Mike got whenever he complained about sharing toys with  some lousy cousin from the sticks. 
            As a teenager, he saw it as a fat lie. He was gay. Families like his hated queers.
            When he came out, they just shrugged—he was family.

Sunday Pancakes

'Why can't we make a Frisbee', Maise said. It was the Sunday drought and only morally uplifting activities such as cooking were parent approved.
            Harry tentatively asked 'how?' 
            'Easy we make pancakes with plaster rather then flour.'
             Looking back Harry saw that 'no way' was what he should have said.