CR: Hello, Desmond! As you know, I'm the biggest foreign sycophant in all of Hollywood, so I hope your arse can withstand some serious kissing.
HIC: It's Henry, not Desmond. And is your skin meant to be that orange?
CR: Anyway, Henry, thanks for agreeing to an exclusive, tell-all interview to reveal the ending of Lost. So, what’s the big news?
HIC: About what, exactly?
CR: You know, on the ending…of the show.
HIC: Naw, orange lady, you've got me there. What show?
CR: 'Lost', of course.
HIC: Very much so, aye.
CR: You've really got no idea, have you?
HIC: Not a clue what you're talking about. Are you here to take me away from this strange beachy paradise and back to Glasgow?
CR: Oh, bollocks to this- I'm off to find a sunbed. Bye Desmond, I mean Henry.
HIC: Aye. See you in another life, brother.
1 comment:
Well, this is funny!
well done!
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