FADE IN EXT. GARAGE OF HOUSE -NIGHT
A.J. and SEB getting out of their car, about to close garage behind them when CAROL, their heavy set, older neighbor approaches -
CAROL: Hi all.
A.J.: Oh, hi Carol. Doing ok tonight?
CAROL: Oh yeah. Protested today.
CAROL’s shirt is decorated by various Ron Paul buttons.
CAROL: They knew about 9-11 you know, and we won’t let it die without a fight.
A.J.: Yeah.
CAROL: It’s the corporations that stand to make money off war, they need a boogie man to get the American people riled up but no one wants to see it see? No one wants to challenge their government like we did back in the day.
A.J.: Yeah.
CAROL: People just want to shop and be ignorant.
A.J.: I know.
CAROL: The people need to rise up and take this country back. What we need is a revolution with a period of anarchy to get people back to the core values this country was founded on.
A.J.: Yeah.
SEB: Why’s your tummy so big?
CAROL: What’s that son?
SEB: Why’s your tummy so big?
CAROL: That’s not my tummy young man. Those are my breasts.
That was hysterical! Give us more!
I’m not sure what’s better: Seb’s question or picturing you standing there placating her with “yeahs”, “I knows” and “uh-huhs.”
Yeah Jerr, how come you didn’t join her on the protest the next day?
Seb is a crackup, classic case of distract and confuse by the little man. Nice work Sebe!
I’m in the midst of my solidarity hunger strike actually. It’s a very pinpoint strike – I’ve forsworn vegan pizza.