For Iloveromance...Andrea you've been a wonderful friend. I hope you enjoy this!
"So you two are...ugh," Kramer shuddered right before opening Jerry's refrigerator and helping himself to a bagel.
"What do you mean, ugh?" Elaine demanded.
"You know, ugh!"
She grabbed the bagel from him and slammed it on the table. "What is wrong with Jerry and me, you know,"
"You know..."
"Will somebody please tell me what the big 'ugh' is all about?" Jerry chimed in. "I think it's safe to say that we'd all like to know what 'you know' is all about."
"Kramer found out about us, you know, and his reaction was an 'ugh! An ugh! Can you believe that?"
"What do you want me to say," Kramer asked. "I don't see what the big deal is. It's not like you two haven't, you know, before."
"I know that, you know that, and Jerry knows we, you know, but your reaction,Kramer! What if that's a sign? What if there are more Kramers out there who 'ugh' at the thought of us..."
"Hold it," Jerry spoke up. "First of all, if there are more Kramers out there, then I for one would like a different apartment. Imagine two, three, four Kramers all living in this complex! I can barely afford to feed one Kramer, let alone an army of Kramers."
Kramer bowed and smiled, and grabbed his bagel and proceeded to take another bite. "Thank you, Jerry."
Elaine stared at him. "I'm not sure that was meant to be a compliment."
"Whatever. Hey, you got any cream cheese for this? I see you have butter, but I'm not a butter man. Clogs up the old arteries, you know?"
"Will you forget about the you knows?" Jerry and Elaine shouted simultaneously.
"Okay then." With that, Kramer took his bagel and headed back to his own apartment.
"What was all that about anyways?" Jerry sighed as he locked the door.
"You..."
"Don't start. I think you two were talking about the two of us, which makes me somewhat uncomfortable seeing as I'm one of the two people doing the 'you know'."
"Keep it up and there will be no more 'you know."
"What? What'd I do now?"
"You know what you did."
"Back to the you knows. You know, I ought to look into that and see if that phrase has been trademarked. A person could make a killing around here."
"Jerry, forget about the you knows. I think we have a bigger problem on our hands."
"like what?"
"Like if there are more Kramers out there, waiting to 'ugh' us if they find out we have a, a, special kind of friendship."
"Who would know?"
"Everyone. Kramer knows. Does George know?"
Jerry's face gave him away.
"George does know! You told him we were sleeping together again, didn't you?" Elaine accused.
"I had to. He's a guy, I'm a guy..."
"So that makes it okay?"
"its not like that, Elaine. We're friends."
"But you and he don't, you know, do what we do, if you know what I mean!" an exasperated Elaine pointed out.
"Thank God for that. Anyways, does it really matter who knows what we do? We're both consenting adults. What we do in our free time is really nobody's business, if you think about it."
"I don't have to think about it. You've told everybody and their mother what we're doing!"
Jerry looked puzzled. "I haven't told your mother. And I certainly haven't told my mother..."
"You're missing the point."
"No, you told me that I told everyone and their mother, when I know for a fact that I haven't told our mothers about, you know."
"This is giving me a headache," Elaine sighed.
"So I guess this means..."
"I don't know. What do you want me to say?"
Jerry grinned. "Well, we could always, you know..."
Elaine grinned. "I thought you'd never ask."
The end