Tuesday, April 3rd, 8:00am
Michael (and Joanna)
Michael sits at the window reading the newspaper. Joanna takes the seat beside him.
Michael: This is incredible.
Joanna: What is?
Michael: This. (shows her a picture in the newspaper) Did you hear about it?
Joanna: (grimaces) What the hell is that even a picture of?
Michael: (points) It’s a guy.
Joanna: In a tree? What, is he stuck?
Michael: Yeah. He was found hanging from a limb, and … Here, I’ll just read it: “On Sunday morning, an east-end resident called police when she heard loud shrieking noises coming from her back yard shortly after she let her dog out. Before the police arrived, she snapped a picture of a man hanging from her century old oak, pinned there by his collar by a short wooden stake. It wasn’t until police arrived, however, that she found the man’s biggest complaint wasn’t the hanging, but the fact that he had lost his plastic vampire fangs. The dog was later discovered wearing an extra-toothy grin.”
Joanna: (shakes head) Takes all kinds I guess.
Next stop: Wednesday, April 4th, 4:00pm