Bob and Johnny are going somewhere, they're just not sure where that is. They don't got talent, they ain't stars - neither of em are gonna be South Americas Next Top Anything. So they pull on their coats, step out and in to a dark place.

"What'll it be fellas?"
"Whatevers real bad – how bowt you Bobby?"
"Sounds good to me"
"You know what it's gonna cost?"
"Uh huh"

Taking a seat in the corner they watch the door and the girls.
"We started out in a real bright place, how'd we end up here"
"I have a fair idea".

Both men look around again, see where they are.
"Soooo……whadda we do now"
"Mmmmm…" Bob lets out a long breath "…doing something, that seems like a thing to do"
"Sure does,
you know they're gonna wanna
name outta us"


"Yup..


well



you know,



whatever you call it,

don't change what it is"



The lights flash, the bells ring and the shuffle starts.

"I guess its time, you ready brother?"

"Yeah,        you?"



"Mmmmmmmmm sure, you?..








"Eh..."