Sheep Walks into a Diner
(A play for three characters: setting a diner.)
Sheep: Over here by the window, like a Dennis Hopper painting.
Squirrel: (Hooves on lino, chairs scraping.) Edward Hopper.
Sheep: Sorry? Anyway, I was thinking of pink for my fleece this Christmas.
Squirrel: Gods preserve us under glass cases.
Sheep: You really have absolutely no idea what it’s like for me do you.
Squirrel: I am officially vermin.
Sheep: But not part of the food chain.
Squirrel: Well some might disagree. And that nutcase president hasn’t helped – spitting image of the European red.
Waitress: What can I get you folks?
Squirrel: The pecan pie please.
Sheep: Is the chocolate milkshake gluten free?
Squirrel: You know what, pink would be lovely.
M J Lewis 2016
Here is my contribution to Friday Fiction – a cheeky 100 words, not including title and character names, but does include sound directions. For a world of fiction (probably, but not definitely, less surreal than mine) click here.
Thanks and best wishes for the holidays to our host Rochelle. Thanks also to Roger Bultot for the photo and to all who visit.
And a happy midwinter to all!
Great fun, and the European red quip was a killer
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Of course I never judge people on their appearance and never make sweeping generalisations, but Squirrel being male is not as logical as he thinks he is. 😉
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Ha, but I do prefer the red squirrel to any dyed hair.. 🙂
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Here’s an experiment: don’t imagine a great big fluffy pink sheep sitting in a diner drinking hot chocolate. Looks good to me!
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That was fun and funny!
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Ah! Burn! Loved this one, made me grin at several points but especially the red squirrel comparison. 😉 Sigh, if only humans could get along as well as sheep and squirrels.
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Glad to amuse. These two characters live inside my head (and my dreams actually) and I often say to myself, what what would Sheep and Squirrel make of this? But don’t tell anyone will you!
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