As the year winds down to its inevitable close, everyone
is invited back to Uncle Dave’s place for a big Christmas party and to unwind.
Standing by the
door chatting are Anthony, John, Steve, Matthew and Mick.
Price:
I thought I had a safe job, I didn’t do anything.
Elliott:
That was your downfall, doing nothing.
Griffin:
That’s quite hypocritical coming from you Matt.
Elliott:
Ah, but I’m a nice bloke you see. How else do you think I made it this far?
Potter:
I’m a nice bloke too.
Cartwright:
Grant doesn’t seem to like you.
Potter:
Nobody does. *looks sadly to the floor*
Elliott: I
like you Mick. Cheer up mate, I’ll get you another cordial.
Potter:
Thanks Matty, you really are a nice bloke.
Griffin:
I thought I had my job nailed down, I even made the finals. *Looks across the
room at Wayne* But then HE wanted to
come back!
Cartwright:
I thought I had the system beat, I signed a 5 year contract. I thought it was
foolproof. Turns out I was a fool and there was a clause about not having a
fool as a coach. Damn!
Matthew returns
with Mick’s drink
Elliott:
There you go Mick.
Potter:
This is a shoe. I wanted a drink.
Elliott:
That’s right, now I remember. Sorry mate. I’ll fix this up. Now, who did I take
that shoe off?
Peter is standing
in the middle of the room, looking at his shoeless foot.
Elliott:
Sorry Pete, here’s your shoe back mate.
Sharp:
I don’t really want that shoe. I’m quite comfortable wearing one shoe.
Elliott:
You can’t have one shoe on mate. Either put one shoe on, or take the other one
off, make a choice.
Sharp:
I can’t figure this out! It’s too hard!
Peter takes his
remaining shoe off and leaves.
Standing by the
Christmas tree are Jason, Wayne, Rick and Shane.
Taylor:
Gee Wayne, how is it you always get the biggest present every year in the
secret santa?
Stone:
Because he takes the biggest present and swaps the names, so that he gets the
one he wants.
Bennett:
something inaudible
Flanagan:
Open your present Wayne
Stone:
Shane! Where have you been mate?
Flanagan:
I had a bit of a mishap when I visited the doctor. Had to go into isolation for
the year.
Stone:
Crikey, that sounds bad!
Flanagan:
Yeah, I was holed up in this isolation room in the basement, it was very dank.
So happy to be out now though.
Wayne opens
present. It’s a Doghouse, with a pet puppy inside.
Taylor:
Crikey, what a great gift. But you’ve got two dogs now, the one Anthony bought
for you last year and this one.
Bennett:
I’ll get rid of the other one. I don’t really like it anyway. Do you want it
Shane?
Flanagan:
Absolutely!
Standing by himself
in the middle of the room is Ricky, engrossed in a conversation with himself.
No one dares interrupt him. Trent and Ivan are near the drinks, when Anthony
arrives to get a refill.
Griffin:
Hi Trent, how’s things?
Robinson:
Yeah you know, not bad.
James jumps up
behind them with a mask on
Shepherd:
BOO!
Anthony, Ivan and
Trent jump.
Cleary:
I should’ve seen that coming
Ivan hears a
booming voice from the heavens. It is Go(ul)d.
Go(ul)d:
Do unto others before they do unto you.
Cleary:
Yes oh wise one!
Ivan grabs a scary
mask and then jumps behind the recovering Trent.
Cleary:
BOO!
Robinson:
ARRGH! Dammit, I’ve been got again!
The food table is
circled by Des, Geoff, Craig and Michael
Maguire:
Well I should get to choose what I want first, because I’m the best.
Hasler:
You’re new here. You’ve got to wait your turn.
Maguire:
But I got here before you!
Hasler:
We’ve been here for years and deserve to be here before you, You’ve only just
got here. We’ve been coming here for years now.
Bellamy:
Are there any chicken wings to eat? I’m getting a bit tired of these entrée asparagus
spears.
Toovey:
There’s some chilli dip over there. It’s very hot though. I had a hot flush and
lost my voice. I think someone tampered with it. Someone should look into that.
It could hurt someone.
Standing on their
own are Paul and Brad, having a little chat to one another about their first Christmas
party at Uncle Dave’s.
Green: Shame
this do is so far from home though. Dave probably built his house here
intentionally to make it hard for me to come.
Arthur:
How can you sit here and try and sympathise with me with your petty travel
complaint. I lost my toy plane Christmas present!
Paul tries to
console Brad, but nothing seems to work. Standing nearby, watching, are Neil,
Paul and Andrew.
Paul:
Gee that Brad isn’t coping well with losing his plane is he?
Andrew:
It was a pretty special toy though.
Paul: I
lost my toy present as well. But I bought myself a new toy earlier in the year,
so I’m not really worried. Brad should’ve done the same thing.
Neil:
He did, but it’s not as good as the one he lost.
There’s a knock at
the door.
Sheens:
Can I come in?
Everyone:
NO!
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