dammitbillybob

    I'm going a bit blind in my left ear. Repeat your reiteration one more time, please."
     "Billy-Bob Thornton, you know? That actor? Guess who has his pants!"
     "Gorfsnabbabble."
     "What?"
     "Dossier, dossier, dossier."
     "I don't..."
     "Deli. Deli-style sandwiches."
     "But I..."
     "Ass-pants-flash-dance."
     "Yes! Pants! I have Billy-Bob Thornton's pants!"
     "Stop..."
     "What?"
     "Stop gnawing on my earlobe."
     "No, that's not me. That's Billy-Bob Thornton."
     "My earlobe..."
     "Yeah. So how have you been? I haven't seen you for a while!"
     "It hurts..."
     "Right. I finally opened my small business! Isn't that great?"
     "Owee..."
     "Dammit, Billy-Bob! Could you please stop gnawing on my father's earlobe?"
     "Sorry, Joe."

     THE END