The Time Capsule

”Hey Susan!”

“What?”

“The Time Capsule’s done broke!”

“Broke? How could it break?”

“Well, I can see inside, and yer ain’t s’posed ter see inside!”

“Did you try usin‘ tape?” 

“Naw.” 

“Try usin’ tape.”

“What?”

“TRY USIN’ TAPE!”

“Okay!” 

“Hey Susan!”

“What?” 

“Can ye get me the tape?”

“Sure.”

“Where’s the tape?”

“What?” 

“I SAID, WHERE’S THE TAPE?”

“I dunno, check the tape bin.”

“I checked the tape bin.”

“Well, then, I don’t know where the tape is!” 

“Oh, you lazy good-for-nothing sunova bitch, the time capsule won’ even be seen under the ground, what does it matter if it’s got a hole?”

“It’s got a hole!”

“.....yeah what does it matter if it’s got a hole?”

“A worm could get through and eat the Holy Books. You don’t want no holy worms runnin’ around the yard causin’ havoc, do ya?” 

“Well worms can eat through tape!”

“Guess we’ll just have to get a new time capsule.” 

“How’d you break that capsule anyway?”

“Didn’t say I broken it, I said it done broke.” 

“Well how’d it break?”

“I hit it with the shovel when I wuz diggin’”

“Well, go dig in someone else’s lawn. We could use the income if we’re gon’ have to buy another time capsule.” 

“.....What?”

“Go make some stinkin’ cash!”

“Gotta get hired to do that.”

“Well go get hired, then.”

“Fine.”

“Hey Susan!”

“In Jesus’ name, what is it?”

“Whassa time capsule?”

“It’s so we can have that stuff in the future.”

“Yeah but why have it in the future when we could have it now, an’ in better shape?”

“I dunno, you got me there.”

“Let’s give up on this dumb idea.”

“Fine then.”

And they did. The end.