EXT. DAY. FUNFAIR.
YOUNG COUPLE STAND IN A QUEUE FOR THE BIGGEST RIDE IN THE COUNTRY. THEY ARE EXCITED.
WOMAN. Oh, my God, it’s nearly our turn. I’m so terrified. Oh, my God, Steve.
STEVE. We’ll be in the next group to go on.
THE PAIR LAUGH AND SHUFFLE ABOUT EXCITEDLY AS THE PEOPLE UNLOAD FROM THE RIDE.
WOMAN. Oh, my God, Steve, can you imagine if you were sick on that whirly ride. How awful would that be. Urg… it’d spray everywhere, all over everyone. Oh, my God, Steve, how embarrassing would that be?
STEVE. Shut up (laughing) I’d just puke down inside my top then nobody would see.
WOMAN. No!
STEVE. I would. That’s what you should do. It’s got to be better than chucking up over everyone.
WOMAN. I suppose you’re right.
THEY ENTER THE RIDE WITH THE REST OF THE GROUP AND SIT DOWN. THE RIDE BEGINS AND WOMAN STARTS TO GO GREEN. SHE PULLS OUT HIS TOP AND IS SICK INTO IT.
WOMAN. Thanks for that, Steve, you were right, it is better.
Did I really just post this? Sorry!