Monday, October 6, 2008

October 6, 2008


Roger (entering the kitchen in suit and tie): Ooh. Hot apple pie. Now that’s the way to start off a week.

Janet: The pie is not for you. (swats Roger’s hand away)

Roger: Ah, come on. Just one tiny little slice?

Janet: Sorry.

Trina (enters … naked): Oh for Pete’s sake Janet. Let the man have some pie. God knows the poor guy can use a little pie. (scoops some pie on a finger and feeds it to Roger).

Janet: Roger!

(It’s just a dream …)

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