Authors Note: Just another lil' tidbit that I came up with while riding in the car with my cousin/best friend.
Disclaimer: I don't own the A-team. There! I SAID IT!
A Little Touchy
"After being forced to split into groups of two, A-Team members Faceman Peck and HM Murdock find themselves lost in the dark woods of southern Georgia. Having no moon to guide them, the men seek refuge in a large willow tree. With little sleep and mere hours till dawn, they are comforted by the quiet sounds of the bayou-"
"Murdock will you please shut up?"
"Sorry Faceman. Just bored is all."
"Well, try and be bored quietly."
"'Kay."
..."Murdock."
"Yeah Facey?"
"Stop touching me."
"I'm not touching you."
..."Murdock stop touching me."
"Faceman I'm not touching you!"
..."Murdock stop touching me!"
"Face, I swear! I. Am. Not. Touching you!"
"If your not who is?"
"Lefty."
..."Lefty?"
"Uh-huh. Lefty."
..."Murdock."
"Yyyesss?"
..."Lefty is your hand. Isn't it?"
"Uh-huh."
..."I see. So if you think about it...your touching me!"
"Nnnoo, if you think about it Lefty is touching you!"
"Murdock it's your hand, it doesn't have a mind of it's own, you control it so therefore you are the one touching me. Now stop it!"
"Oh, so you wanna play it that way? Alrighty then Muchacho."
..."What the-? What are you talking about?"
...
"Murdock?"
...
"Murdock answer me. What did you mean?"
...
"Hey! Answer-...Stop touching me!"
"No."
"Stop touching me Murdock!"
"No!"
"Jerk!"
"Womanizer!"
"Psycho!"
"Womanizer!"
..."You-You already said that one!"
..."Jerk!"
"I already said that one!"
"So? What? Do you own the word or something? Jerk. Jerk. Jerk. Jerk. Jerk-"
"Captain?"...
..."Hannibal? How'd you get in the tree?"
"Contrary to your lovely storyline, we did not in fact split up."
"Oh? Oh yeah! Sorry. Still, how'd you get up here without us hearin' ya Bossman?"
"Shuddup fool! We ain't in no damn tree, and we ain't nowhere near a damn bayou!"
"What are you talkin' about B.A.? If you had listened to me earlier I already told you, we are, in fact, in a Georgian bayou."
"No we ain't! We in my van! Now take that damn sleep mask off and shut 'da hell up!"
"Sleep mask! This, my good sir, is the ultimate in imagination head gear! With it's light cancelling capabilities your mind can travel great distances! Over vast lakes and through lush jungles! Under-"
"Crazy ass fool!"
"Alright seargent calm down. Murdock take it off, we're almost to the client's house."
"Fine. Fine."
After letting his eyes adjust to the blinding light, Murdock grinned at Face. The conman's hair was mussed up as he glared back, "Don't touch me."
Smilling innocently, Murdock held up his left hand in a duck-like fasion, "Lefty did it."
End.