Scene: Driving down the Cape on Saturday morning.
Dangerous K: I have one of those itchy boogers.
Beau: So pick it.
Dangerous K: [said with finger in nose] I am.
Beau: People in other cars can see you.
Dangerous K: [rooting around] I don't care. Let them watch. I'm going to flick a booger at the next car that cuts us off.
Beau: No, you're not [quietly searching for child locks]
Dangerous K: Oh yes I am. BINGO! Got it! [opens glove box looking for emergency stash of tissues which are conspicuously missing while admiring nose gold]
Beau: Don't you DARE wipe that on my car!
Dangerous K: I'm not going to. Give me a little credit. I'm just looking for a tissue [fruitless search continues until Brain Child occurs] I’ll just put it in the garbage bag! [arm cranes around seat in search of sack of lunch remnants. Pause. Eyes widen]
Beau: You wiped it on my car.
Dangerous K: I did not wipe it on your car.
Beau: You fucking wiped your booger on my convertible!
Dangerous K: I did not wipe it on your convertible!
Beau: Then what is that face for?
Dangerous K: [turning to peer behind seat] I’m just not sure where it went…
Beau: YOU LOST YOUR BOOGER IN MY AUDI TT?!
Dangerous K: [still rummaging behind seat] No, no. I just misplaced it. Temporarily.
Beau: How did you lose something like that?
Dangerous K: It just kind of fell. Before I was ready.
Beau: You find that booger.
4 comments:
"down the cape"? youve become a new englander! and soon you will also be susceptible to heat vomit
Haha... Ew.
Did you find it?
Audi TT, eh? That's my dream car.
Does Beau know that we pick our boggers in the car because no one can "really" see us doing it in there? DUH!!
and EWWW
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