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||As Weezle and Brendan walk inside, they find Jorhect sitting at the end of the catwalk with a stripper right in front of him.||

Friends! Meet naked friends! They naked for money! Jorhect like them very much!

||The girls giggle as Brendan rubs his temples.||

Why... Why...

Come on, cheer up! Forget about Zodiac for a bit. Like me, with Ravyn.

Yea, what about Ravyn?

Who?

Your-- aw crap.

See? It's not that hard! It's not like we're cheating on them, we're just.... Watching other women dance naked.

You know, I can have that happen at home.

Really? Zodiac?

Yes. Well, not the dancing. I mean--

Sweet ass! Can I set up a camcorder?

What? No!

Come on... How about one of those X-10 ones? You won't even know it's there!

But... NO! Damn! NO!! Geesh... I'm gonna have you committed to AA for life.

...Damn.

Hey Jorhect, you want a drink?!

No! Jorhect have to drive! Jorhect not get licence taken! Just Coke please!

How 'bout you?

Ahh... get me a chocolate milk.

Sure, so a coke and a-- what?

Chocolate milk. You know, you take a glass of milk, add some chocolate syrup, stir it all up, drink it down, yummy yummy.

Yummy yummy?

Yeah, yummy yummy.

...Fine...

||Weezle and Brendan walk up to the bar.||

One Coke, one chocolate milk, and one Rum and Coke.

a-HEM!

*sigh* Forget that. Two Cokes and a chocolate milk.

Much better.

||The bartender stares at Weezle, somewhat in disbelief.||

What?

You heard the man!

Yea... Two Cokes... And a chocolate milk.

||The bartender stands for a second, waiting for Weezle and Brendan to burst out laughing, but when he sees they're serious, starts pouring their drinks. He puts the three glasses on the bar, and Weezle throws down a ten dollar bill.||

Keep it.

Thanks Mike!

||Weezle grumbles as he takes a sip of his Coke.||

Damn expensive chocolate milk. How is it?

Yummy... YUMMMMMY!!

||Brendan and Weezle walk over to where Jorhect is being entertained by a stripper, and Weezle hands him his Coke.||

You friends are too good! Jorhect love you! AH! IN MANLY RESPECTFUL WAY!! And thank you for drink!

Anything for a friend.

YAY!

You want your lap dance now?

Really?! Jorhect just joking earlier!

Meh, come on. You know you want it.

Jorhect do! Jorhect do want!

||Weezle gives the stripper some bills, and she escorts Jorhect to a back room as a new stripper comes out.||

Well now... Things are looking a little *ahem* brighter now.

Told you this would cheer you up!

Shouldn't we.... Shouldn't we...

||Brendan tries to talk to Weezle, but his attention keeps getting drawn away.||

Shouldn't........we......

||The stipper bends over right in Brendan's face, as she notices his attention is being heavily occupied.||

Hello, soldier.

Oh... My... God... A Ms. PacMan arcade machine!

||Brendan gets out of his seat, at the same time as the stripper was about to lean on his shoulders, causing the stripper to fall awkwardly to the floor.||

You ass!

||Weezle apologizes and gives the girl some money, and then follows Brendan to the Ms. PacMan machine.||

This is the coolest game ever made! Give me some quarters!

||Weezle reaches into his pocket and pulls out a couple dollars in quarters.||

This game rules!

||Weezle watches as Brendan plays Ms. PacMan. Brendan plays for nearly half an hour before finally running out of quarters.||

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!! TOP SCORE!!

Faaaantastic.

Yeah man! I rule! I'm the man! The Golden Boy! The Golden MAN!

||As Brendan does as spastic white-man dance, Jorhect comes out from behind the bead-curtain.||

Wow... Jorhect spent!

Okay, that's a little icky.

You have a good time?

Very good! Time to go, though! Jorhect need to get back to work!

Well, let's go then!

Yea... Another great day.

It was crazy!

Very crazy! Lot's of craziness! Jorhect love craziness!

||Jorhect and Brendan walk out of the strip club screaming into the air as Weezle discontently follows.||

Okay, friends! Time to go!

Awwww!

I know! Jorhect having fun! Tell you what, because so much fun, Jorhect drop you off, free of charge, anywhere you want!

Sounds like a deal to me!

||Jorhect opens the door for Weezle and Brendan, then gets in and takes off.||

||To Be Continued||






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