Charlie's Lookin Good
OMG! I'm actually updating a stroy!!!
::Everyone faints::
No Wake up. I NEED YOUR REVIEWS!!! Even if they are flaimers, then it let's me know I'm not waisting my time.
~*~
Charlie Narrating: HI. Charlie Borden here and this November I'll be celebrating my 59th year in the Agency Industry. Which is a bit weird because well, I'm only 58. Still, that should tell you how much I love this business. Mind you, it's becoming a young mans game and, like many of my contemporise, it's no secret I've had a little work done . . . if you know what I mean.
Doorbell sounds.
Charlie Narrating: Every morning at precisely 6:15 respected plastic surgeon to the Bosses: Dr Claire Keeply droops by to perform a few simple adjustments to yours truly.
(Door opens.)
Claire: All right Chuk, drop your pants.
Charlie: Sure!
Charlie Narrating: This morning, Dr Keeply has decided to give me a buttock- lift. A simple procedure that she performs on illusionist, David Copperfield before every public appearance.
Claire: Ok, Chuck, hold still, here we go.
(Sounds of a car jack being cranked.)
Claire: All right, Chuck. That's what I call a Maria Cerry. Happy?
Charlie: Hmmmm, I am going on TV this morning doctor.
Claire: Ok, I'll crank you up to Heather Locklier.
(Sounds of a car jack being cranked.)
Claire: There. Now, no spicy food before midday or we could have an avalanche on our hands.
Charlie Narrating: Next, Dr Keeply goes to town on the face. Today she says she wants to take me somewhere beyond Lauren Bucall.
(Sounds of stretching of some substance and cranking of a car jack (gotta love that car jack).)
Claire: Now Chuck, remember if one of these straps comes lose we're in big trouble.
Charlie: I'll keep that in mind.
Charlie Narrating: Next, a quick facial peal.
(Sound of a wax peal being ripped off.)
Charlie: ARRRHHHHHHHH!
Charlie Narrating: A bit of work on my hair. Not that I need any.
(Sound of boiling water.)
Charlie: Are you sure we need the frostageing?
Charlie Narrating: A corsage Liposuction.
(Sound of bubbly substance being sucked up a long tube.)
Charlie: ::laughing:: Hay, hay! That tickles. . . A bit lower.
Claire: It needs more power chuck.
Charlie Narrating: And of course the ozo fashionable, giant, bee stung lips.
Claire: Right, Chuck. Do you want the cheap or the expansive?
Charlie: Ar, what's the cheap?
Claire: Right. Bobby! He's dicing you pay to half again!
Bobby: You BARSTED!!
(Punches Charlie.)
Charlie: OW!!! What did you do that for?
Claire: Don't you like it?
Charlie: Ar, let's go to the top shelf, shall we?
Claire: Bobby! Bring in the Belgium pump will ya.
Charlie Narrating: And so by 7:00 I'm ready to face the world.
(Sounds of a flubberly subtance while he talks.)
Charlie: Dr Keeply? Are you sure these lips are stable?
Claire: Just don't go near anyone with a lit cigarette
Charlie: I'm not sure if I'd be able to get them out of the front door!
Claire: That's how all the big names are wearing them, Chuck.
Charlie: If you say so.
Claire: Oh and be very careful not to sneeze.
(Charlie sneezes and sounds of an explosion then of liquid spraying everywhere.)
Charlie: Whoops!
Claire: Bobby bring in some gaffer
Please? R&R? I'll give you another Chapter?
OMG! I'm actually updating a stroy!!!
::Everyone faints::
No Wake up. I NEED YOUR REVIEWS!!! Even if they are flaimers, then it let's me know I'm not waisting my time.
~*~
Charlie Narrating: HI. Charlie Borden here and this November I'll be celebrating my 59th year in the Agency Industry. Which is a bit weird because well, I'm only 58. Still, that should tell you how much I love this business. Mind you, it's becoming a young mans game and, like many of my contemporise, it's no secret I've had a little work done . . . if you know what I mean.
Doorbell sounds.
Charlie Narrating: Every morning at precisely 6:15 respected plastic surgeon to the Bosses: Dr Claire Keeply droops by to perform a few simple adjustments to yours truly.
(Door opens.)
Claire: All right Chuk, drop your pants.
Charlie: Sure!
Charlie Narrating: This morning, Dr Keeply has decided to give me a buttock- lift. A simple procedure that she performs on illusionist, David Copperfield before every public appearance.
Claire: Ok, Chuck, hold still, here we go.
(Sounds of a car jack being cranked.)
Claire: All right, Chuck. That's what I call a Maria Cerry. Happy?
Charlie: Hmmmm, I am going on TV this morning doctor.
Claire: Ok, I'll crank you up to Heather Locklier.
(Sounds of a car jack being cranked.)
Claire: There. Now, no spicy food before midday or we could have an avalanche on our hands.
Charlie Narrating: Next, Dr Keeply goes to town on the face. Today she says she wants to take me somewhere beyond Lauren Bucall.
(Sounds of stretching of some substance and cranking of a car jack (gotta love that car jack).)
Claire: Now Chuck, remember if one of these straps comes lose we're in big trouble.
Charlie: I'll keep that in mind.
Charlie Narrating: Next, a quick facial peal.
(Sound of a wax peal being ripped off.)
Charlie: ARRRHHHHHHHH!
Charlie Narrating: A bit of work on my hair. Not that I need any.
(Sound of boiling water.)
Charlie: Are you sure we need the frostageing?
Charlie Narrating: A corsage Liposuction.
(Sound of bubbly substance being sucked up a long tube.)
Charlie: ::laughing:: Hay, hay! That tickles. . . A bit lower.
Claire: It needs more power chuck.
Charlie Narrating: And of course the ozo fashionable, giant, bee stung lips.
Claire: Right, Chuck. Do you want the cheap or the expansive?
Charlie: Ar, what's the cheap?
Claire: Right. Bobby! He's dicing you pay to half again!
Bobby: You BARSTED!!
(Punches Charlie.)
Charlie: OW!!! What did you do that for?
Claire: Don't you like it?
Charlie: Ar, let's go to the top shelf, shall we?
Claire: Bobby! Bring in the Belgium pump will ya.
Charlie Narrating: And so by 7:00 I'm ready to face the world.
(Sounds of a flubberly subtance while he talks.)
Charlie: Dr Keeply? Are you sure these lips are stable?
Claire: Just don't go near anyone with a lit cigarette
Charlie: I'm not sure if I'd be able to get them out of the front door!
Claire: That's how all the big names are wearing them, Chuck.
Charlie: If you say so.
Claire: Oh and be very careful not to sneeze.
(Charlie sneezes and sounds of an explosion then of liquid spraying everywhere.)
Charlie: Whoops!
Claire: Bobby bring in some gaffer
Please? R&R? I'll give you another Chapter?