December 26 & 27: Why Colds Are Like Pipelines
Why Colds Are Like Pipelines
NOSE: I’m a nose and I’m sore
TISSUE: I’m a tissue and I’m wet
NOSE: I’m leaking
TISSUE: I’m doing my best
NOSE: What colour is the stuff coming out my nose?
TISSUE: Can’t see it but it’s sticky
NOSE: What ever it is I don’t think it’s supposed to be coming out of me
MOUTH: I’m a mouth and, and, ah, ah, [TISSUE jumps in front of MOUTH] AATCHOO!!
TISSUE: That was close. Could you recruit another tissue please? I’m all dark and sticky and I’d like to go to the great crumple pile on the floor
NOSE: you can’t abandon me now, I’ll be lonely. I’m leaky and I’ll be lonely. I’ll be leaky and lonely in the middle of nowhere.
TISSUE: I’m saturated. My clean up ability is imaginary and you’ll just keep leaking until this season has passed.
NOSE: Fine. Whatever. Just go.
TISSUE: I’m sorry
NOSE: Maybe I could get a job. You know, a nose job. [Wanders off]