"George are you gonna bloody concentrate or what? That's the 17th game you have lost"
"Sorry John! It's just that I'm bored! There must be something else we can do apart from playing cards all day!" He sighed throwing down his cards. "Can you remember the day I arrived here?"
"Actually it was night but go on"
"Well we were talking about when we 'killed' Paul on the Abbey Road album and that Ringo was the only one who hadn't died yet...."
"I know where this is going! We can't go down and cause havoc for our poor little Ringo because it states in the rule book that we aren't allowed to do that kind of thing"
"Since when have you followed rules" asked George "it seems to me that being dead has turned you a little yellow!"
George looked at John knowing that what he had done would surely make john want to go straight down to Earth and track Ringo down.
"I AM NOT YELLOW!!!" screamed John "and I'll prove it! Come 'ed. We're gonna kill another Beatle."
George smiled! At least now they'll have something to do rather than play cards. He got up and followed John.
"We need to find him! I haven't seen him for years!"
"He lives in America now, LA."
John jumped on a cloud and George followed.
"There he is look!"
George looked to where John was pointing. He saw Ringo hugging his wife Barbara. There were tears rolling down their eyes and he just managed to catch some of the conversation. "Promise me you won't die". He looked over to John who also heard the last bit of conversation.
"We are still going to do it. I mean nothing will go wrong. It's only a bit of fun!" exclaimed John
"Yeh just a bit of fun..." thought George as he followed John hoping that he was