Jokes
They sat on the cold, wind swept rooftop; they had been
there twenty minutes already. Raphael
was stood on the edge looking towards the theater entrance. Leo was
sitting as far away from him as possible, still fuming. As he sat there staring at his brother’s
back, he felt the overwhelming urge to run up and give him a push. Driving the thought out of his mind he
glanced over at Donatello, who was sitting by a skylight fiddling with is palm
pilot. Did he ever leave home without
it? Michaelangelo’s voice could be
heard droning on in the background.
After years of practice Leo had learnt to block him out. Mikey was sat on the edge of the roof
swinging his legs as they dangled.
“So, why
can’t Mick Jagger dive with the soft top down?” There was a small pause before Michaelangelo started again. “Because his lips would flap in the breeze
and slap him to death!”
“Can you
imagine that man in a G-Force tester?”
Donatello said without looking up.
“That would
smooth out a few wrinkles!” Raphael
smiled. Michaelangelo looked back at
Leo. “Hey Leo, are you there?”
Leo looked
up. “Yes I’m here and I just can’t
stand another moment of your mindless gab!”
Michaelangelo stopped swinging his legs and looked at the floor. Donatello gave Leo a ‘that was uncalled for’
look.
People
started to pour out of the movie theater; Raphael straightened up and leaned a
bit further forward. “There they
go! Remember the first one to scare
them.” Raphael turned round to find
himself alone. “Aagghh!” The girls grouped together and stood by the
theater doors for a while, debating something.
The turned and started to walk down the street, then the cut through a
poorly lit side street.
Michaelangelo
waited in the shadows. “Here’s my
chance.” He whispered. “This is too easy.” Just then an arm from behind wrapped around
his neck. He let out a rather girlish
squeal. He managed to twist and get a
look at his attacker. “RAPH!” He spluttered. “You’re cheating!”
“Hey!” Raphael released his grip. “All far in love and one up manship.” The girls continued down the street blissfully unaware of what lay around the corner.