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Friday, August 26, 2011

Taking Life Seriously

-13-

See Rajesh run. 
Run, Rajesh, run.

'Bloody RUN!' screamed Martin. 
'I am running as fast as I can, man!' screamed Rajesh.
'Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, we are going to die!' screamed Martin.
'Yes, yes, run, man!'
Two of the things were behind them shooting. A laser beam hit the middle aged bald man they found at Total Sports and he dropped to the floor. Rajesh leaped over him and kept running. 
'Jesus!' screamed Martin.
'Yes, yes, shut up already!'
They were seven now. They found the teenage girls hiding inside the All That Glitters, then they found an older couple at the chocolate shop, and then that poor bald dead guy at Total Sports. And then the two things showed up at the shop and started shooting at them and now they were running for the Savemore.
'We can't stay out in the open,' Rajesh yelled, 'we're too easy to hit.'
A flash of laser went off just over his left shoulder and Rajesh could smell burning hair.
'Where then?' yelled Martin.
'Can you smell that?' Rajesh asked. 'Wait a minute, Oh my God, did that thing mess up my beard?' asked Rajesh.
'Are you serious right now?' asked Martin.
'Yes, of course I'm serious is my beard ok?'
'Well I can't see it, it's on the other side of you, innit?'
'So get to the other side of me and look!'
'Jesus Christ, we're running for our lives you crazy moron, I...'
'JUST GET AROUND ME NOW!'
'Jesus, all right, maneuver 23. Ready? Go!'
Rajesh and Martin changed directions and bolted in a complex figure eight. Now Martin was on Rajesh's left. Both still running in the direction of the Savemore.
'Well?' said Rajesh.
'It's not that bad,' said Martin.
'Not that bad?' asked Rajesh and narrowed his eyes.
'Well, it's kind of... sort of... like that time you...'
'Oh my god! tell me I don't look like Tom Seleck right now!'
Martin said nothing.  
'Oh, there will be a reckoning. you mark my words, Martin. There will be a reckoning!'
'Old friend,' said Martin, 'I think that one day soon you may have to seriously reevaluate your priorities'
They ran.

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