Hi guys...
Knocked this up in a few mins, not one of my best by far. Let me know what you think. Oh and dont be shy, i want honest and truthful, no matter how brutal.
There is always room for improvement....#
Brenda (mother), Peter (father) me 8 year old young un’, & twin brothers of 4.
Just setting out for our yearly drive to the seaside...........
Brenda…….”Pete pull over I smell burning”
Peter……….”Ohhh for god’s sake woman, every time you sit in this car you smell burning”
Brenda sniffing the air (fi fi fo fum style)
Brenda………..“Pete please, I smell burning & it is getting worse”
Peter………..“There is no damn Burning woman. How come you never smell burning in your sister’s car, or a taxi, why always in this one?
Brenda………….”It is getting worse; we are all going to burn”
Kids start to ball their scared little eyes out in the back.
Children……..“We don’t want to burn daddy” they wail..
Peter……”F**ks sake Brenda, shut them kids up I can’t concentrate on driving with all this whining & wailing”
Brenda……Shhhhhh children its ok, Daddy is going to let us all burn to death, our skin will all bubble up and tear off, because he cant be bothered to pull over & lift the bonnet, at least we will all go together though”
Masses of screams, shrieks, and balling from the children. Snotty noses and trembling lips galore.
Children……..Please Daddy, don’t burn us please”
Peter……….Look everybody be quiet! We are going to crash & die if you do not all shut up, I CANT CONCENTRATE”!!!!!!!!!!!!
Louder more hysterical squeals from the back seat.
Children…….“We don’t want to crash and die Mummy”
Peter,……..(shouts very loudly) LISTEN HERE KIDS,IF YOU DO NOT SHUT THE HELL UP WE ARE GOING TO HIT ANOTHER CAR,OUR BODIES WILL BE THROWN INTO THE ROAD, WHERE AT BEST WE WILL BE HIT AND FINISHED OFF BY AN ONCOMING TRUCK, AT WORST THROWN INTO THE AIR WHERE WE WILL BE PICKED UP BY A PTERODACTYLS WHO WLL USE US AS NOURISHMENT FOR HER YOUNG & SLOWLY PECK OUR EYES OUT”
Deafening sounds of petrified Children
Children……We don’t like pterodactyls Mummy, we don’t want to be eaten, we like our eyes”.
Peter puts the radio on to drown out the racket.
Children eventually scream themselves to the more tranquil sound of entire body shaking sobs.
Peter……”We are almost there Brenda get the map out I need directing from here”
Brenda…..”We don’t need a map Pete I know where to go” Take a left here, right at this roundabout, go left at this T junction”
Peter……”How do you know where to go Brenda?”
Brenda….”I can smell the sea”