"A Complex Conversation by Simple People" by Jasmine Chapgar

A Complex Conversation by Simple People
by Jasmine Chapgar
Joe sleepily walked down the sidewalk. Joe bumped into Sue while walking on the sidewalk. "You should get plenty if sleep so you will be more alert." Sue said.

         "I have a radio." Joe replied. "I usually bring a radio wherever I go. Then I stay awake. It is not big, although it is very loud."

         "Where is it?" Sue asked?

         "I left it at home because I do not like girls."

         "You don't like girls!" Sue cried, "What does that have to do with your radio? You are a jerk!"

         "The opinions which I hold are shared by many other people," Joe smirked.

         Sue went away. Joe walked down the sidewalk while looking at the sky. Then he bumped into something short. He looked down. He met someone he has known for many years. "Hi there Ralph! You are a good dog."

         "Ruff !" Ralph said happily. "The mushrooms I ate were poisonous."

         "Oh yea?" Joe exclaimed. " You saw a rabbit?"

         "No!" Ralph panted. "Ruff Ruff bark!" (drool) "The mushrooms I ate were poisonous!"

         "Hmmmm.... you don't like rabbits-eh? Well, you can stay with me as long as you behave. " Joe said understandingly.

         "Ruff!" Ralph said sadly. Ralph went away, wondering what he should do.

         "David, my best friend, will not return." Joe thought. " David will not return until the summer ends. Bob is sick. Pete can't play anything because he sprained his wrist. What should I do?"

         "Use the force, Joe," a voice thundered

         "Use the force so I can . . ." Joe mumbled.

         "What is the number of the bus you take?" The voice rumbled.

         "It is bus 42," Joe squeaked, very confused.

         "Ah- 42 is a good number when space traveling," the voice said wisely. "You are charged."

         "Charged?" Joe said stupidly.

         "You are a fool! I can see into your soul where you stand. You will die!" The voice exploded.

         "Dye what?" Joe murmured, closing his eyes.

         "You will dye socks. Sue's socks. "

         "I obey nobody but my mother," Joe fumed.

         Just then, Sue walked down the sidewalk. She looked angry as she stared at the ground. "Look at my socks!" she screamed, "there's dog vomit on them!" Joe suddenly had a terrible feeling in his neck. His skin felt like crawling off him. "Use the force, Joe," something whispered.

         "Sue, I'll wash them." Joe forced himself to say.

         "Okay, this fabric softener should be added before the rinse cycle starts," she said cheerily. "Bye, I say, Bye!"

So. . . Jasmine Chapgar, eh? You want to know about Jasmine? Well then ask her? Get off your lazy butt and do something! Why does SHE have to do all the the work anyway? And while you're at it how about taking her to Japan while you ask her about herself? She has a thing about that. But you wouldn't mind stopping for meals in China--she has a thing about that too.

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