Dialogue
in the Garden
Watcha
doin?
Watchin’
a worm.
Why?
It’s
really long and fat.
Is
there only one?
Only
one.
Is
it interestin’?
Not
very.
So
why you watchin’ it?
It’s
big and juicy.
Like
a fishin’ worm?
Dunno. Maybe.
I don’t
like worms.
Who
cares?
I
don’t like you.
Who
cares?
Wanna
go fishin’?
Wanna
punch in the shnoz?
I’m
gonna tell.
Go
on. Who cares?
Ain’t
fair.
Is
your worm still there?
Slithered
away.
Me
too.
Slithered
away?
Not
really.
Who
cares?
Not
me.
Me
neither.
Conversation in the Kitchen
Has
it stopped raining yet?
Dunno.
Why
not?
Not
lookin’.
I’m
goin’ anyway.
Don’t
fall in a puddle.
Won’t.
Stay
here have something.
Don’t
wanna.
Made
a bikkie for you.
What
kind?
Chocolate
chippy.
Na,
have it later.
Make
some hot chockie for you.
With
marsh mallows?
Yea,
sure.
OK.
Tell
me something?
What?
You
like me?
Maybe.
How
much?
Give
me my bikkie.
After
you tell me.
Don’
wanna.
I
don’ like you then.
So
what?
So
nothin’, that ‘s what.
Not
fair.
So
what?
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