Talking to Your Crush
Si Lolo Pedro
That Nun on Tinder
Stuck in the Elevator with Kim
Mom How Did You Meet Dad?
When a Girl is Braless
Michelle: Anjelah Johnson
Alice: Anna Farris
MICHELLE, is waiting on the driver's side of her CAR. She
seems uncomfortable when her friend, ALICE, comes in.
Alice: Alright I'm ready!
Michelle: Fine....which beach did you want to go to?
Alice: I don't know! Whichever one is closer.
Michelle: Ugh but I don't know a lot of beaches around here so I'll just go to the one I know.
Alice: That's fine by me...are you okay?
Alice: Why do you sound so mad?
Michelle: Ugh, it's whatever--
Alice: Michelle...this isn't gonna be fun if you're going to be grumpy all day.
Michelle: It's just...I hate the beach.
Alice: What?! Who hates the beach?
Michelle: I do.
Alice: But how could you hate the beach? It's so nice out! It's so sunny and gorgeous.
Michelle: That's the thing that bothers me! I mean let me spell it out for you alright. You go to the beach to catch some sun? Well you can catch the sun just about anywhere on this Earth. AND I don't see the joy of going where EVERYONE is going and there's NO parking and by the time you find parking, it's been like more than 30 minutes. THEN you have to walk half a mile to find your party, PLUS you're not just walking you're walking on SAND. And then you sit in the heat for about a couple hours, and maybe dip your feet in water. Although I do enjoy the dipping my feet in water, I don't enjoy anything else. After everything is done, you walk back to your car and bring all the sand in the world--
Alice: We can just go to the movies then.
Michelle: No it's fine we'll go it'll be fun.
End of play.
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