![]() 3 wishesA Stage Play by Proletariat Uprising![]() What would you do with blah blah blah read the f****n' thing.![]() (Guy strolls along some random beach somewhere, wondering just why is he even on a beach, when he stumbles, rather painfully, upon a lamp. The genie inside is too impatient to wait for the lamp to be rubbed, and springs from it.) Genie: HUZZAH! I AM FREE! Guy: Chill out; you're giving me a headache. Genie(confused): I'm a magical being; aren't you at least a little excited? Guy: Why would I be excited about magic? I'm an atheist. Genie(still puzzled): ...But, I'm right here, talking to you. Guy: I'm rather convinced by now that someone slipped something into my drink. Genie(shakes head disapprovingly): Nevermind. You freed me, so you get three wishes. Unless you're too much of an atheist. Guy: Hmmmm (scratches peachfuzz in an attempt to seem wise and deep) I know what I want. (slight pause) Genie(impatiently): Well? Guy: You know of John Petrucci? Genie(disdainful stare): I'm a friggin' genie. I know everything. Guy: Tone down that huffiness. I want to be ten times the guitarist he is. Genie: 'Kay, what else? Guy: I also want o be a famous, respected writer. I want future high school and college kids to read my work and write cruelly long papers on them, while whining about how they just don't care. Genie: And your last wish? Guy: Since everyone wishes for world peace, I might as well jump on that band wagon. Genie: It's done. I'd love to stay and chat, but you suck. (poofs away) Guy: I'm a good person. (thinks about how he's on a beach) Wait...how do I know my wishes have come true? © 2011 Proletariat UprisingAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on January 13, 2011 Last Updated on January 13, 2011 Author![]() Proletariat UprisingBrooksville, FLAboutI write occasionally. It's about the only creative thing about me. Life has been slowing down my writing, rather than giving me a chance to sharpen my skills (I admit my work is rough around the edg.. more..Writing
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