Dark Horse Arts and Sciences

My dog and I are chilling in my room on a dark rainy evening. His name is Dude, probably inspired from Coen Brothers’ classic The Big Lebowski. So, we are having a conversation as we can’t just go outside as it’s pouring like hell. So, we decided to just chill on my couch in my room and have some coffee in this chilly weather. So, Dude says,

Dude- “So, what’s all this water pouring down from that sky of yours, man? You people are really pissed off when this happens, aren’t you? I mean why the hell does that water come all this down to just go back there again? I don’t understand this shit man!

I- “You’re askin’ as if I have any fuckin’ clue about it. It just rains like that for like three to four months or something. And hell yeah, it pisses me off big time.”

Dude- “And what all this global warning and shit?”

I- “It’s global warming, yo.”

Dude- “Ya man, whatever. Don’t you think it sucks that you people are destroying your own shit?”

I- “Ya, it sucks. But I can’t do nothin’ ‘bout it. It’s just that we gotta accept whatever it is. Beyond that, we ain’t got nothing in our hands, yo.”

Dude- “Hey, don’t you think you should be hangin’ out with your chaps instead of me? I mean don’t you have a fucking thing called social life or somethin’ ?”

I- “Ya man, I have. But they’re all taken, you know.”

Dude- “What the fuck do you mean by “taken”?”

I- “I mean they’re taken by their jobs and partners and shit.”

Dude- “Gotcha”

“Don’t you have a job?”

I- “What do you think?”

Dude- “I don’t know. As long as I am getting those snacks, I don’t care if you have a job or not.”

I- “Ya, that’s right. Why would you care?”

Then my phone rang up.

I- “Hey yo, I have to take it. Later.”

Dude- “Later, man.”

(To Be Continued)