Monday, September 14, 2009

The Mexican Prisoner

Lights up on an old Texas jail. A mexican MAN is dragged in by a GUARD, who violently hurls him into a jailcell, locking it.

GUARD
You have offended the general for the last time, Juan De Los Marquez!

MAN
He is a man who deserves it.

GUARD
You lie! And what's more, you'll never get out of this jail cell.

MAN
No...

GUARD
Yes! There's a sandstorm coming this way. All the men are leaving. And the general is leaving with your....Rosalita.

MAN
NO.

GUARD
Yes, and she told him that she loves him!

MAN
NO!

GUARD
Yes, and she told him that she's going to give up her virginity for him!

MAN
NOOOO!

GUARD
Yes, and he said, who are you kidding, you're not a virgin!

MAN
NOOOOOO!

GUARD
Yes, and she replied oh all right I've been around the block I can't lie.

MAN
NOOOO-HOO!

GUARD
Yes, and then they bought a whole box of rubbahs!

MAN
NOO-O!

GUARD
Yes, and they decided not to use them but still they had sex!

MAN
NoooOOOOOOOOooooOOOO!

GUARD
Yes, and in this fit of sexual experimentation, broke state laws doing so.

MAN
!NOOOOOOO!

GUARD
Yes, Es-PAiR-Uh-Muhn-Tey-Shown.

MAN
N!o!O!o!O!o!

GUARD
Yes, and later he slurped brie cheese off her kneecaps as she braided his pubes.

MAN
NO-Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh

GUARD
Yes, and within these pubes she discovered a world of tiny glowing creatures!

MAN
no!

GUARD
Yes, and they had lanterns for heads and called themselves the Peedlesnorts!

MAN
NOOOOOOOowooOOOOOO

GUARD
And the Peedlesnorts rode around on tiny legged fungi called Snzidocious, and also Snzidocious Alimodocious!

MAN
NooOooooOooOoOOOo

GUARD
Yes, and the Peedlesnorts and their faithful steeds proclaim themselves to be the one true deity that has existed in this festival of sad clowns and burning passion we call the universe.

MAN
(NO)

GUARD
Yes, and they are!

MAN
*#@&

GUARD
Yes, and their story was handed down from generation to generation until one fateful day, Rosalita's greatgreatgreatgreatgrandson will have to turn the the Peedlesnorts story when he runs out of ideas for a pitch at the cartoon studios he works at, MGM Studios. And that's how we came to know and love them today: THE Peedlesnorts. Darlings of the silver screen, Starlings of the quiver stein, Stars of my heart and of yours and yours, THE PEEDLESNORTS.

Beat.

MAN
You know....now I'm not sure that I should believe anything else that you said.

GUARD
Yeah. I fucked up.

Beat.

MAN
Yeah.

BLACKOUT

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