Sand Castles

by: KAW FROM LONDON

A CONCERT

THE MONKEES ARE AT THE STAGE WHEN GIRLS SQUEAL AND RACE TOWARDS THE STAGE!

MIKE: C'MON!

DAVY: LET'S GET OUT'A 'ERE!

TIME STOPS!

PETER: DID YOU REALLY SAY THAT?

DAVY: I GUESS SO. BUT I DON'T WANT MY SHIRT WRINKLED.

MICKY TRIES TO SHOO THEM AWAY WITH HIS DRUMSTICKS.

MIKE: C'MON, MAN!

FANS RUSH AT MICKY AND THE DRUMS FALL OVER! THE BAND ESCAPES BY JUST A FEW SECONDS AND THEY RUN DOWN THE HALL!

MICKY IS SHAKEN UP: NOW I KNOW HOW ELVIS FEELS.

MIKE: UH, HUH, HUH!

DAVY AND PETER LAUGH!

MICKY: HEY, IT'S NOT FUNNY! THAT COULD'A BEEN ME.

DAVY: THEY GOT ONE OF ME SHOES.

MIKE: WELL, FACE IT, MAN, YOU RAN OUT'A SOLE.

DAVY: 'AR! 'AR!

PETER: WHAT A WIT.

MICKY: SPEAK FOR YOURSELF.

THE OTHERS BURST OUT LAUGHING BUT PETER JUST LOOKS CONFUSED AGAIN.

 

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