Everything Makes Sense in Canada. (by eenodol.)
(chapter 2)
Meanwhile, at Arnold's apartment.,,
"No, no, not the yamulka! You're not even Jewish, you stupid left handed bastard! Pack lightly, we have to hitchhike to Canada!"
"But, Righty, that has sentimental value. I remember the day I got it.. Wolfgang had just thrown me into the dumpster, and there it was, all perfect and Jewish and covered with banana goo."
"Oh, is that what that is? I always thought it was your--"
"Shut up! You think you're so smart, you'd be nothing without me! Nothing! Hey, wait a minute, you're nothing now."
"That mey be, but at least I'm not a little left handed queer."
"Now you've gone too far!" Arnold said as he shoved his right handed partner into his suitcase and slammed it shut.
"Hey, you have to open this suitcase sometime."
"Yeah, but by then we'll be in Canada. And everything, even you, makes sense in Canada."
Meanwhile, outside of Slightly Irregular Women's Clothing Helga stood sobbing.
"Oh why, oh why is my Romeo a big fat queer? I must confess my love to him, I'll make him straight yet!"
She ran into the store, taking out several small children and a rack of slightly irregular pink dresses before she reached the counter.
"Where's Arnoldo the gay boy?" She asked the clerk.
"Huh? Who? Oh, He hasn't been to work in days. And wearing a skirt doesn't make someone gay."
"It's not a skirt! And he is queer." With that Helga ran out of the clothing store in search of her true love.
(chapter 2)
Meanwhile, at Arnold's apartment.,,
"No, no, not the yamulka! You're not even Jewish, you stupid left handed bastard! Pack lightly, we have to hitchhike to Canada!"
"But, Righty, that has sentimental value. I remember the day I got it.. Wolfgang had just thrown me into the dumpster, and there it was, all perfect and Jewish and covered with banana goo."
"Oh, is that what that is? I always thought it was your--"
"Shut up! You think you're so smart, you'd be nothing without me! Nothing! Hey, wait a minute, you're nothing now."
"That mey be, but at least I'm not a little left handed queer."
"Now you've gone too far!" Arnold said as he shoved his right handed partner into his suitcase and slammed it shut.
"Hey, you have to open this suitcase sometime."
"Yeah, but by then we'll be in Canada. And everything, even you, makes sense in Canada."
Meanwhile, outside of Slightly Irregular Women's Clothing Helga stood sobbing.
"Oh why, oh why is my Romeo a big fat queer? I must confess my love to him, I'll make him straight yet!"
She ran into the store, taking out several small children and a rack of slightly irregular pink dresses before she reached the counter.
"Where's Arnoldo the gay boy?" She asked the clerk.
"Huh? Who? Oh, He hasn't been to work in days. And wearing a skirt doesn't make someone gay."
"It's not a skirt! And he is queer." With that Helga ran out of the clothing store in search of her true love.