Thursday 19 June 2014

If she wrote a pilot episode...

 FADE IN: INT.

BOYS HOUSE.  DIRTY CLOTHES EVERYWHERE, IKEA FURNITURE IN GLOSS AND CHROME. CLEARLY A MALES ROOM. DINGY, DARK.

 YOU SEE A GLIMPSE OF HAIRY LEG COVERING A GIRL, JAS, MID 20’S, BIG CRAZY HAIR, AVERAGE BUILD, SHORT, IS TIED TO THE BED POST WITH TIES AND SOCKS. SHE LOOKS DOWN AT HER BARE CHEST, TWO SMALL BOOBS OUT IN ALL THEIR GLORY. SHE'S NAKED. SHE LOOKS ACROSS THE ROOM, HER MASSIVE SPONGE BOB SQUARE PANTS KNICKERS ARE HANGING OFF THE WIDE SCREEN TV. THEY NEARLY COVER THE WHOLE TV. CONFUSED, LOST... WHERE IS SHE. JAS SNIFFS HER ARMPIT. SHE WINCES.

 THE BEDROOM DOOR FLINGS OPEN TO REVEAL WILD SUE AS SHORT AS SHE IS WIDE, GREY FRIZZY HAIRED WOMAN, LATE 50’S. JAS GASPS, THE BOY STIRS BUT DOES NOT WAKE.

                                                                  WILD SUE 
                                                                  Jesus Christ... 

                                                                   JAS (squirming) 
                                                                  My god, shit, sorry. 

                                                                  WILD SUE
                                                                      Sorry love,shitting fuck bollocks... You nearly gave me a heart attack

                                                                                                      


                                                             

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