The Guinea Pig Files. Tales of Ralph, Toby and Graham |
GUINEA PIG ONE (Ralph): Here Toby, have you heard about Graham? GUINEA PIG TWO (Toby): No? What's happened? RALPH: He's gone and got himself a part on one of those American television shows. NetBix or something. TOBY: Funny name for a television show, what's it about? RALPH: No, no, NetBix is the channel, the show is a remake of 'Land of the Giants.' TOBY: Oh the sixties classic, who's he playing then? RALPH: Giant guinea pig. TOBY: Ahh, type casting. At least it explains why we're being juggled with this fellow. GUINEA PIG THREE (Gregory, with a distinct English Upper Crust Accent): Errmm. Bottle of Beer, Bottle of Beer, Bweep! (Ralph and Toby exchange 'here we go again' eye rolls) TOBY: Err! Very nice, you almost have him to a tee. RALPH: Why do they say that? TOBY: Say what? RALPH: To a tee? Is it something to do with golf? TOBY: Shouldn't think so. GREGORY: It's idiomatic I believe. (Ralph and Toby look startled) TOBY (Cautiously): Is it now? GREGORY: Oh yes, and there are those who think that small golf clubs are behind the phrase, but they are a minority. The term may be as old as the early seventeenth century and refer to a tittle. RALPH: (exchanging a worried glance with Toby): Do you think this sketch is going anywhere? TOBY: Shouldn't think so. They rarely do, but at least it doesn't mention Harry Pooter. RALPH: We should be thankful for small mercies. GREGORY: I heard a rumour that he was planning a scene in the Dark Jokes department, and they were going to be studying the 'Necro-comic-con.' TOBY: We dodged a bullet there then. GREGORY: Bweep! RALPH: Or something like that. |