Wednesday, November 2, 2011

The Good Life

     “I think I’d like to have a butler,” said Jeremy.
     “Why?” asked Tony.
     “Well, it would be nice to have someone clean up after us and bring us food. And he could answer the door and announce anyone who comes through it. He’d also wear a nice tuxedo, which would bring a lot of class to the place. Just think about it, he’d be at our beck and call and do anything we asked, and he’d never ever complain because that’s his job.”
     Tony thought about it. “I guess it would be nice.”
     “Plus,” Jeremy continued, “If I ever felt like stabbing someone, he’d be right there. Very convenient.”
     “Lights out!” the guard yelled.
     Then the cell lights went out and they both rolled over to sleep.
     Actually, Tony didn’t sleep very well that night.

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