Toddling Along: The Bank
By
Gemsong
I have three doctorates. I can speak 26 languages some of which have never been heard on
this planet. I am a member of a team of explorers who cross go around the galaxy
protecting the innocent and destroying evil wherever we go.
So what was I thinking when I walked into the bank during lunch hour with a downsized Jack
in tow. The two year old with the mind of a perverse and mentally unstable 50 year old. I
must have been insane. Somebody shoot me. Twice with a zat. Bury me beneath a tombstone
that reads here lies a total bloody idiot.
I think the air conditioning was broken. I could feel the sweat trickling down my back.
The place was packed and there was a long line. I had Jack on his leash and he was hopping
up and down in place. So maybe it wasnt that hot. Maybe I was just nervous. Jack has
been embarrassing perverse lately. At times he seems to embrace his childhood and turns
into a monster.
We got in line behind a woman. Probably on break from the office or such. She was wearing
a business suit with a pager clipped to her purse. She was rather
. Amply endowed. I
should have known what would happen.
Suddenly Jacks voice seemed to echo throughout the room at high volume. "Gee
thee's fat!"
I quickly pulled Jack close. Be quiet! I hissed.
Well
thee ith, Jack muttered.
A couple of minutes passed by and I started to breath when suddenly Jack opened the
hellmouth again. He spread his hands as far as they would go and announced; "I'll bet
her butt is thith wide!"
The woman turned around and glared at the Jack and then glared at me. I felt my face go
red as I yanked Jack close again. Have you lost your mind?! I hissed.
Thowwy, Jack muttered. I couldn help it.
Try.
I did.
Try harder.
We were blessed with a brief lull and the uh
robust woman reached the front of the
line. Suddenly her pager went off emitting a loud series of beeps.
Abruptly Jack yelled. "Run, thee's backing up!!"
Im going to kill myself.
Fini