The Raft

I paid Bill the Google Master a visit. He and Sergio were at it again. It seems they can’t have a conversation without yelling at each other. Sergio speaks loudly to begin with. He has no finesse whatsoever. He can make your ears bleed from a distance.

Bill enjoys teasing Sergio. I'm a witness to the abuse. Sometimes, I’ll chime in and tease him as well. It's kind of fun.
Sergio is from Cuba, so we make jokes about “the raft.” He’s a good sport about it, sometimes he’ll even laugh himself.
                Bill and Sergio have a homophobic banter between them. Sergio likes to hug Bill and Bill resists his affection vigorously.

“Have you ever been with a man?” Bill asked.

“No never!” Sergio answered.

“Not even on the raft?” I chimed in.

“No, not even on the raft!” Sergio yelled-spoke.

The two disappeared into the shop. I was sitting underneath a canopy where customers wait for their cars. A short time later I saw Bill backing out of the shop.

             “How many times have I told you, don’t grab my ass! 
            

The Death Corn

           I was taking a walk when I came upon a dead squirrel laying flat on his back in the middle of the road. It had been hit by a car. The squirrel's legs were sticking straight up in the air. "You got me," could have been his last words. It was an ordinary road kill but for the giant acorn that was still lodged in the squirrel's mouth. The little guy found the perfect nut just before he perished. He could barely wrap his mouth around it it was so big. He'd hit the jackpot and was probably in a rush to share his discovery before he was run down. It was the agony and the ecstasy that's for sure. It's a nutty world I tell you, just plain nutty.