If Covers Could Talk

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Tape Two...

Miranda saw her subordinates gaze drift downwards. Then their mouths fell open. Damn. It must be back. She knew all slimming tablets had side effects but this was ridiculous. Luckily she was excellent at worming her way out of awkward situations.

Friday, August 20, 2010

I'll be honest Benjamin....

I think this whole "pretending to be a baby" fetish is more than curious. I'd say "borderline disturbing" is closer to the truth.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

The Hardly Boys...

Frank: Ok, I think it’s time for a plan B.

Joe: Great. Let’s hear it.

Frank: Um, It’s so your turn to come up with a plan B.

Joe: Since when? Do I seriously have to do everything around here?

Frank: Everything? What? Besides posing with Jazz hands against that tree, what else have you done of note lately?

Joe: I came up with our casual-yet-stylish-yet-matching-yet-not-matching look. So….Booya. It’s your turn to have a good idea.

Frank: Since when is wearing a RED jersey when our very lives could depend on not being spotted a good idea? Since WHEN?

Joe: Donno. That’s why I’m wearing the blue one.

Frank: Look. Joe. If you spent half as much time thinking about the case at hand as you did parting your hair, I swear, we’d be in that tower and have our hands on the treasure by now.

Joe: Do you think my hair falls naturally like this? Do you? Maybe your follicles fall like that naturally, but mine don’t. Mine need a bit more persuasion. And if you ask me, it’s time well spent.

Frank: You know what would be time well spent? Investing in a real gun so I don’t have to hold my hand like this, I get cramp and we’re fooling no one.

Joe: Violence doesn’t solve anything Frank.

Frank: And Jazz hands do?

Joe: Finally. Finally we’re on the same page. I love you man.