Tuesday, August 18th, 2009...10:19 am
Why Ain’t You Talkin Bout Me?!
A shadowy figure sits down in a plush bedroom, and turns on the TV.

Voice: Alright, let’s see what them talkin heads is sayin about me today…
Turns on ESPN

Announcer: Mick Vick started his first full week of practice today…
Voice: Hmmm…
Changes channel to ESPN2
Announcer: Steven Strasburg finally signe with the Washington Nationals ending speculation that…
Voice: What the…
Changes channel to ESPNews
Announcer: The Red Sox freefall out of the playoffs continues…
Voice: Damnit!
Changes channel to the NFL Network
Announcer: Some sleepers to target at WR in your upcoming fantasy drafts.
Voice: Well that just about tears it!
Reaches for cell phone
Voice: Hello? Bus?

Brett: Why ain’t nobody talkin bout me?!
Throws remote at TV, accidentally goes out window instead
Bus Cook: Well, I don’t know, Brett. Maybe it’s because you’re retired now.
Brett: Noboday dang told me that retirin’ meant not gettin as much time on the TV! How can everyone love me if I ain’t in their face every ten minutes?!
Bus Cook: Well, I’m sorry, what do you want me to do?
Brett: Call up them dang Vikins and tell em I’m commin to town.
Bus Cook: You’re going to play again?!
Brett: Who cares! Just tell em I’m comin so these announcers will start chatterin about me again.
Bus Cook: As you wish, Brett.
Hangs up phone
Brett: Dang, I’m all riled up now. Why, hey there Mr. Vicodin, you always know how to make me feel better…
Scene.



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