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Prime: Lunch Table Discussion

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Prime: Meridia Academy of Arts
Lunch Table Discussion #1

"Dogs, Street Fighter, and Snow Storms"


Jam: Winter is almost over and boom, a doggone snow storm hits. Come on now!

Richie: Dude, I was thinking the same thing. Especially since I had to walk Killer this morning.

Mike: Can you rename your dog?

Richie: Why?

Mike: It’s a damn rottweiler named Killer. [Jam laughs]

Jam: Yeah, it’s like it was designed to scare black people. [Mike laughs]

Richie: That’s ridiculous!

Eddie: I’m Mexican, and it scared the hell out of me too.

Drake: Richie, may suggest “Ace”?

Pete: Like Ace the Bat-Dog?

Drake: Yeah.

Richie: Ummm, no!

Pete: You’re the biggest Batman fan I know, I didn’t think you’d say no to that.

Drake: I got it! Rename him Bruce.

Richie: Awesome, I’ll do it!

Mike: Then teach him to stop barking at me and Jam every time we show up.

Richie: You’re the scared of my dog?

Mike: And your brother’s alligator.

Richie: You’re scared of my brother’s alligator?

Mike: It’s a freakin alligator! A freakin alligator!

Drake: Robbie already got rid of it.

Eddie: One reason why I don’t like your dog is because he always has a boner when I come over. He’s always trying to hump everything.

Pete: Yeah, dude, that is pretty disgusting.

Richie: Why does everyone all of a sudden hate my dog.

Pete: Guys, remember when Richie had the sleep over.

Eddie: And it rained outside?

Pete: Yeah, so they let the dog in and he came into the room and started humping while I was sleep.

Drake: Oh that’s right he jizzed on you.

Mike: What the hell? I was wondering what that white shit was.

Jam: Aw snap. Pete got skeeted on by a dog.

Pete: I was so freaked out, man.

Jam: Doggone, Richie! You can’t let your dog go around molesting folks, man.

Richie: Killer doesn’t molest people.

Eddie: Maybe Killer should’ve been named rapist.

Drake: That’s not funny.

Richie: Thanks, Drake.

Drake: Killer peeing one of Diana’s friends is, though.

Mike: Hell naw! We gotta tell Carlos about that. Yo, Carlos! [Carlos walks over]

Carlos: S’up, cuz?

Eddie: Dude, Drake told us that Richie’s dog peed on one of his sister’s friends.

Carlos: Hell naw, shawty! Richie’s dog be goin R. Kelly on them hoes! [Everyone except Richie laughs, Carlos walks off]

Richie: Did you have to tell Carlos.

Mike: Yeah

Eddie: Someone had to make that R. Kelly joke.

Richie: Wasn’t R. Kelly innocent?

Jam: About as innocent as OJ Simpson was when he murdered his own wife. [everyone laughs]

Mike: Oh shit, playboy. That was hilarious.

Pete: Back on subject. Richie, your dog is a sexual predator.

Richie: Oh my God, dude!

Eddie: He’s right, I can’t come over if your dog is going around trying to rape people.

Pete: There’s only so many times a guy can get jizzed on by a dog.

Eddie: Richie has slumber parties, but when the dog shows up it turns into a prison party. [Everyone laughs, Richie looks angry]

Mike: That’s two reasons why I won’t go over Richie’s house.

Eddie: You have another?

Mike: That had some nipple touching action going on in that bitch!

Pete: Ewww.

Mike: Come on over, play Street Fighter 4, touch my nipple.

Drake: That’s not exactly what happened, Richie was worried that the bump on his nipple was cancerous or something.

Mike: I don’t give a damn, homie!

Richie: So, you’d let me die from cancer?

Mike: If it meant touching your nipple, hell yeah. You’re my friend, but I don’t love that much, man.

Pete: Jam, aren’t you supposed to be getting Street Fighter 4?

Jam: Yeah, but my 360 got the three rings of death, so I don’t have a game system to play it on.

Pete: I offer my condolences.

Jam: Thanks, Petey, I appreciate that.

Mike: That’s why I don’t mess with 360s.

Jam: Yeah, I’m gonna get Playstation 3 instead.

Mike: That’s what’s up!

Pete: Good, because I don’t want to go over Richie’s house to play it.

Eddie: I heard that, bro. You’ll be doing a Hadoken and Richie’s dog’ll be doing your leg.

Mike: Aw skeet skeet skeet with his rapist ass! [Everyone except Richie laughs]

Richie: Stop it! Why does everyone hate my dog?

Drake: He ate my homework that one time, and when I told the teacher he looked at me like I was crazy.

Jam: He flipped a bird at me. [laughter]

Eddie: He told me to fetch him a burrito. [laughter]

Mike: He called me the “n-word”. [laughter]

Pete: He raped me! That son of a bitch raped me! [Everyone except Richie continues laughing]

Richie: Why are we talking about my dog anyway?

Pete: Because you were complaining about walking you dog in the cold.

Richie: Well, let’s go back to talking about the weather.

Jam: Alright. I’m just glad the snow’s gone. But even though it is gone it’s still too freaking cold. I mean I’m freezing my—

Drake: No, Jam, don’t say it! You remember what happened last time.

Jam: You mean when I said I’m freezing my balls off and my balls froze?

Drake: Yeah.

Jam: You worry too much, man. I’ve said that plenty of time and nothing happened since then. Nothing is gonna happen because I said I’m freezing my balls off. [Jam’s eyes widen, he grabs his crotch and falls out of his seat] Oh God!

Eddie: Jam, you alright!

Jam: Call 911.

END
I've been busy working on my portion of :iconrodcom1000: 's Secret Mission, so I haven't drawn any Prime stuff. But to keep in touch with Prime I did this, just so I could write the characters. Since there isn't much story I just did this in a transcript format instead of a narrative.

I'll be done with Secret Mission on Saturday, and then Prime will be back in it's fully glory.
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