A Short Play in Which We Laugh at Stupid Jokes.

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Apr 5, 2016
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Setting: Austin, Texas. The two of us are walking downtown. We are drunk on doughnuts. Everything is making us laugh.

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Act I.

Rand: Well, that’s just ridiculous. They obviously meant ‘Parking.’ Not ‘Cocktails.’

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Act II.

Rand: I was going to move there.

Me: Really.

Rand: Yeah, but I just never got around to it.

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Act III.

Rand: What do you think that company does?

Me: It’s … it’s for when your pet witnesses a crime and is going to turn state’s evidence.

Rand: Oh, god …

Me: And so your pet needs a new identity, and they give him one. If he’s like, a schnauzer, he becomes a corgi. And the dog’s like, “But I’m not a corgi,” and the feds are like, “YOU ARE EITHER A LIVE CORGI OR A DEAD SCHNAUZER.”

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The End.

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