I Was In Naples, Once

Well you know pet, Tom always said she was like this…

What, dear?

You know Tom, TOM, ALWAYS SAID (tsk – turn it on), that Tom, she always said…

Said? Said what? Who?

(Great God) I say Tom, and Reg

Reg? What’s she up to?

Tom and Reg, and that Shane, and Marky and Lukee

What (ratty old bat, what’s she on about?)

THEY ALWAYS SAID (turn the damn thing ON for gawd’s sake, it’s only batteries)…

SAID WHAT? Who said?

THEY ALWAYS SAID that she…

Who?

That Mole, Fletchers, you know HER

Oh her

Yes HER

Ah Yes, more tea?

Always said she was, you know?

What? Lesbian?

No No No No No No No-no-NO! No, yes, but no: Like THAT?

Like what? What’s wrong with you chookers? You going all wobbly?

They ALWAYS said bad things about her, behind her back and I NEVER listened mind. Never partook. NEVER

(bitch) Well whad’ they say? Said she was like what exactly (I don’t believe I approve of your tone).

Fick…

Fick?!

Fickle. Long email, long wait (ooo must be DAYS): not a sausage.

Yes well, that’s young uns isn’t it? What was she up to last time she wrote? (sighs, feined interest dwindling)

Mario, I believe, or Branko, or Jimmy – one of our foreskinny friends… that's what she was up to.

Skinny? Don’t believe it! Wide as a house – never could say no, in fact, Tom told ME that….

FORESKINNY you fucked up bat!

Foreskin?!

Foreskin…..

Well.

Well….....

More tea?

Foreskin you say? ….. I was in Naples once…

josh