Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Wombat

Hoss!

“Wombat.”
“What?”
“Wombat?”
“What on earth…?”
“The mammal.”
“Yes, but what does that have to do with meeroos?”
“It looks like one.”
“No, it doesn’t.”
“Of course it does. Look!” And he produced a picture of a wombat.
“That does not look like a meeroo.”
“Yeah, right, what do you know about meeroos? Nothing.”
“I know enough. Cute little bug-eyed, big-eared, four-legged breedable in that virtual thing called Second Life.”
“Ok, you don’t like meeroos.”
“I do!”
“Nope. If you did, you wouldn’t say virtual thing and certainly not breedables.
“Like they are not, huh?”
“Yes, but it would be like calling your cat a … four-legged felis catus.”
“Ok, let’s drop it.”
“A wombat is a meeroo.”
“I’m leaving.”
“It is.”
“Shut up.”
“Look!”
“Not listening!”
“I’ll write a book about meeroos and wombats,” thought Mike very sure of himself. “After all, these are two endangered species.”
The door suddenly opened.
“Mr. Foster and Mr. Thomas, it’s time for your medication.”

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