Small post.

[has_a_blog]

Dave was napping, not because of bizarre alien busybodies, but just because it's a boring day and he was tired. Suddenly he sat up as if remembering something.

"Oh good..."

And then he was nodding off again.

[1% spent on Dave's full name. 7% remaining]

Comments

[red_dwarf]

[Jr. takes this opportunity to call him back and harass him with some questions. Ring, ring!]

[has_a_blog]

Dave picks up the phone and immediately replies with "Can't a guy get his beauty sleep on around here without some asshole calling him on the phone?"

[red_dwarf]

Don't get mad at me, man. You're the one that's sleeping in the afternoon.

[has_a_blog]

Who cares about that, what's up?

[red_dwarf]

Apparently you do.

Anyway. I was wondering if you remembered anything about that skateboard. Like maybe how to get it to not float away.

[has_a_blog]

Nah.

[red_dwarf]

Damn. Oh well, it was worth a shot.

[has_a_blog]

I can't believe you're still messing with that piece of crap.

[red_dwarf]

It's a flying skateboard! It's not crap! I can't believe you don't think it's the coolest thing ever!

[has_a_blog]

It's a flying skateboard that you can't steer cuz it only goes up.

[red_dwarf]

Yeah, well. I'm working on ways to fix that.

[has_a_blog]

Well? Did you come up with anything?

[red_dwarf]

I have! And I'm not done yet.