The reason behind this was that I was listening to Jeremy Vine on Radio 2 the other day and they were talking about the 2 Goths that were refused entry onto a bus because the guy goth had the gal goth on a lead. They had various people on and the one that struck me as amusing was one bloke who's parents owned a shop in Yorkshire, and how they got abused because of it.
SCENE 1. INT. AFTERNOON – TV STUDIO
A TV PRESENTER (JACOB RILEY) IS STOOD ON STAGE WITH A SMALL PALE GIRL DRESSED IN BLACK SAT BEHIND HIM. HE FACES THE CAMERA AND SMILES.
JACOB:Hello and welcome back to the Jacob Riley show. Today’s topic is “freaks or just unique?” Before the break we met Sally. A fifteen year old Goth from Yorkshire. She told us about the daily abuse she had to endure at the hands of “chavs”, her word not mine. And how it affected her entire family. Let’s meet one of the family. Bring out her Dad. Here’s Dave everyone.
A MUTED APPLAUSE COMES FROM THE AUDIENCE. A SHORT FAT MAN COMES OUT WAVING CHEERFULLY. HE SITS DOWN NEXT TO HIS DAUGHTER.
JACOB:Welcome Dave.
DAVE:Ta very much Jacob. Never been on telly before. Quite exciting really.
SALLYad!
DAVE:Well it is! Cheer up you miserable get! (TO JACOB) Bloody Goth’s eh. Always so moody and depressed. Gets right on my nerves I can tell you.
JACOB:I can imagine it would. Tell us Dave about the torture you’ve been put through because of your daughter.
DAVEh don’t get me started. Me and her mother own a shop right in the centre of our village. Been there for twenty years we have. And up until recently we’ve had no bother what’s so ever. But then madam here decides she wants to be an emu.
SALLY:Emo.
DAVE:What?
SALLY:I’m an emo Dad not an emu. An emu’s a bird.
DAVE:Is that right? Well thank you David Attenborough. (TO JACOB) You see what I have to put up with? Bloody little know it all. No wonder people throw stones at her. Well what ever she is it’s not normal. Made our life hell she as.
JACOB:In what way Dave?
DAVE:Well for a start there’s not a day goes by that our shop isn’t pelted with eggs.
JACOB:That must be annoying?
DAVE:Well yes and no. You see we were the only shop for miles, until they went and opened that new supermarket down by the round about, so the only place to buy their eggs was in our shop.
JACOBo you stopped selling eggs to these people naturally.
DAVEid we heck! I ordered in more! And I put the price up. The gross profit for a dozen eggs went through the roof. Six pound for twelve. I mean who could pass up an opportunity like that? I am a business man after all. Selling eggs to those little bastards meant me and the wife could go to Barbados for a fortnight.
JACOB:And what about Sally? Did you take her on holiday too?
DAVE:Are you having a laugh? Didn’t want her sullen mug ruining the atmoss did we? Plus emu’s don’t like sunlight, that’s why they’re always so pale looking. A bit like vampires. (SHIVERS) They give me the creeps if truth be known.
JACOB:If you could say one thing to the people who have been terrorising you and your wife what would it be?
DAVE:Well Jacob…
JACOBon’t tell me Dave. Look in to that camera there and tell your persecutors what’s on your mind.
DAVE:Well… The only thing I want to say to them is BOG OFF.
JACOB:Bog off?
DAVE:That’s right! For this week only it’s buy one get one free on all eggs, spray paint and razor blades! Hurry while stocks last! Only at Dave’s.
JACOB:Finished?
DAVE:Hum, no actually I forgot to mention we are open late on Thursdays. Sally has band practice on a Thursday, you see so she don’t get in till late, so plenty of time to stock up!
JACOB:After the break we are going to meet a man who has a rather peculiar friend. Don’t go away.