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When using the phrase "Oh S--t" is considered appropriate!

115 Watt St.

Mon, 14 Aug 2006 21:27:25 GMT

When you grow up you get exposed to many things in life. Some things you forget, some you don't want to remember, and then there are others that always stay with you. For me, one of the things that I have always remembered was the "Who's On First?" bit by Abbott and Costello. I remember they would show it sometimes together with one of their movie re-runs and it was funny every time. Even now I have a good laugh remembering the dialog. So basically this is my attempt at a similar bit as a homage to their great talent.

Jeff and his wife Stephanie are having a house warming party for their new home on 115 Watt St. They are almost done preparing the food and are starting to greet and welcome the first few arrivals…when the phone rings…

Jeff: <answering the phone> Hello!

Caller: Hey J, how’s it going bud?

Jeff: Hey Steve! Everything is awesome. Steph and I are almost done cooking, I got the BBQ going on and we going to throw on the burgers in a minute. So how you doing buddy, you on your way?

Steve: Yeah that’s why I’m calling. I forgot your address and just wanted to double check. Lets see if I remember this correctly…115 Watt Street?

Jeff: Yep that’s it!

Steve: What’s it?

Jeff: Exactly.

Steve: Hold on a sec. I’m trying to find out the name of your street. I remember the number is 115, but –what- is the name?

Jeff: You got it bud, Watt.

Steve: Listen I just want the name of your street and you are giving me your impression of a Brit. Just tell me the name of your street.

Jeff: Watt St.

Steve: YOUR STREET DAMMIT.

Jeff: It’s Watt.

Steve: Why are you asking me, I have no idea!

Jeff: I’m telling you.

Steve: You’re telling me –what-?

Jeff: You got it!

Steve: <pauses> You invited me! Now you’re giving me the run around. I’m going to ask you one more time. –What- is the name of your street?

Jeff: Right. Watt is the name.

Steve: Again you’re asking me! How the hell should I know, you’re the one that lives there. Ok, lets try something else. –What- is your name?

Jeff: It’s Jeff.

Steve: Ok. –What- is my name?

Jeff: Steve.

Steve: -What- is your wife’s name?

Jeff: Stephanie. Are you going somewhere with this?

Steve: Ok now. –What- is the name of your street?

Jeff: Watt St.

Steve: Here we go again! You’re street!

Jeff: You already know the name and I’ve been trying to tell you anyway.

Steve: You have been trying to tell me –what-?

Jeff: That’s exactly it! It’s Watt St.

Steve: Have you had one to many? I’ve been driving in circles for the past half-hour trying to find your damn house, but I can’t get there unless I know the name of the street you live on.

Jeff: Ok are you listening? <pauses and proceeds slowly> The name of my street is Watt.

Steve: Who the hell are you asking? I’m trying to find out the same thing. Do you want me to come or not?

Jeff: <sighs> Steve, I am telling you…Watt.

Steve: I don’t know, -what- are you telling me.

Jeff: Awesome you got it! I’m a little confused about your grammar but you got it!

Steve: I got something alright, but it sure isn’t the name of your stupid street.

Jeff: I keep trying to tell you…it’s Watt St.

Steve: <yells into the phone hysterically> What street, what street, what street…I don’t know, I have no idea, and I really couldn’t care any less. Good bye! <hangs up>

Stephanie: What is it?

Jeff: <hanging up the phone with a quizzical look on his face> That’s what I kept trying to tell him!

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