In case anyone is wondering why I'm writing so many sketches, I got knocked off my bike last week and so I'm stuck at home. Writing seems to be keeping me pleasantly occupied!
Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy:
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THE THREE WISE MEN ARE TRUDGING SLOWLY ACROSS THE STARLIT DESERT
(FOR THE PURPOSES OF EASY READING, THEY SHALL BE CALLED DAVE, BARRY, AND STEVE)
DAVE:
Are we nearly there yet?
STEVE:
Give it a rest will you. You've been like this for the last three days solid and it's really annoying.
DAVE:
I can't help it if I'm bored.
BARRY:
Only boring people get bored. Get over it. We aren't far off now anyway.
DAVE:
Where are we going anyway? I thought we were just getting presents for your kid's birthday?
STEVE:
Not my kid, and not just any old kid. He's the King of Everything. Which is why I've bought him the finest Frankincense money can buy.
BARRY:
He is the Almighty, here to save the world. A very important person, hence why I've bought him the purest gold available to man.
DAVE:
Oh. I didn't realise this was so important.
BARRY:
Why? What did you get him?
DAVE LOOKS WORRIED
DAVE:
Buckaroo...
END