The Unwashed Masses

Who wants to be associated with...them?

“Hey! How’d you get here?” he said. “You been here all night?”

“Yeah, all night and most of yesterday too. Since breakfast. The guy’s a slob if you ask me.”

“Oatmeal?”

“Yeah, how’d you guess?” she asked, as she looked him up and down.

“It’s kinda obvious. It is getting pretty crowded around here, isn’t it?”

“Crowded? How about nasty too?” she said. “You just arrive this morning?”

“Yeppers. Was in with the closet dweller just a few minutes ago. You know the type. We were having a blast and then he decided to pick me out of the bunch and here I am. Look at me, I’m embarrassed to be seen like this. I feel dirty all over Eggs and bacon grease. Ewww.”

“What about the fancy ones? Why didn’t he choose one of them? You’d think he’d choose them every time. Why does he always pick us plain ones?”

“Pfft. I don’t know. Shhhh. Tall One’s coming. She doesn’t like when we talk about her. Hey, Tall One. What’s happening?”

“Oh, you again,” Tall One said. “I thought we were done with you two days ago. How’d I get so lucky?”

“Tall One, you are just so transparent. That was my small cousin you were done with. Why don’t you just knock off your superiority dance and become like us?”

“Like you? Never. I wouldn’t stoop to such levels. Heh heh, get it? Get it?”

“Uh, Tall One, you do know that when you laugh at your own jokes, it’s probably not all that funny.”

“Yeah, but I don’t have worldwide fame with utensils like some we know around here.”

“Hey, if you’re talking about the Spoon incident. That is so yesterday.”

“Guys, while you two are over there yapping, the Big Guy is about ready to pick us up and we’re ready to become clean again. And after that, back with the closet dwellers to party hearty. Woo hoo!”

“Good,” Tall One said. “This desk was not made for the lot of us. It just gets too crowded, especially with all you undesireables. And away we goooooooo….”

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