Happy Halloween

Me: Howl you doing?

Nell: Very funny.

Me: I know you’re not happy with your hair but it sort of suits you in an odd way and it’s really glossy.

Nell: Never mind my hair. How dare that lion disrupt yesterday’s performance?

Me: It was mainly Rupert and Myfanwy’s performance.

Nell: Sneezing like that.

Me: It was more of a roar than a sneeze.

Nell: Myfanwy fainted clear away. Rupert had to carry her off stage.

Me: Do you think that means they will be in the dance off tonight?

Nell: Of course they will. And so will Manuel I expect. How on earth did he gets his tentacles caught in that trapeze?

Me: What was he doing on it in the first place? It was only meant for Gladys and Count Bingo Flamingo’s dance.

Nell: I have no idea. It was a complete shambles.

Me: At least it gave the audience pumpkin to talk about.

Nell: I shall ignore that. I thought Dave and Rhubarb danced beautifully as a pair of dog ghosts.

Me: Yes. Their costumes were eerie-sistable.

Nell: Good grief.

Me: I enjoyed Harriet and Beauregard’s Pirates of the Caribbean number, although Lionel King should not have joined in.

Nell: I agree. Most unprofessional, if not threatening, for a judge to be waving his cutlass around like that.

Me: And what about Poppy as Dracula?

Nell: Absolutely terrifying. Nobody dared give her less than a 10.

Me: Stephen Seagull made an awfully convincing raven.

Nell: Well, go on. Make a joke about vampires. I know you’re dying to.

Me: Good one. I have some vampire puns but they all suck.

Nell: I knew it.

Me: Just witching you a Happy Halloween.

Nell: Same to you.

Me: Fangs, Boo-tiful. Feeling gourd like I should.

Nell: Enough.

Me: Sorry.

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