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BIG THINGIES

8/24/2012

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Put me back in the oven Big Thingies!
Bout, the foetus soon to be Bubba, is distressed. It's upside down and getting a headache fast. It's been spinning around ever since the water bed sprung a leak. Bout has been calling out to Oink (oven incubator), even giving the Oink a good one, two.......but nothing.
Bout has just about given up. It is hearing this terrible screaming which isn't helping it's headache. The only hope it has is the rope. Still attached. Can't fall too far if it ends up somewhere in outer space or wherever all that noise is coming from. Bout is going blue. It realises the rope is around its neck and the alien things are strangling the very breath................
Then just when it looks all over THE LIGHT. Yeeessss, it's true. There is a LIGHT. Radiant light. Beaming rays of light. Light at the end of the tunnel. But time is running out. How can it reach the light and be saved...........

                                                    CAST OF CHARACTERS

                            Bout                                Bubba in the oven/Oink
                            Bubba                            Bout in the open
                            Oink                                The Screamer, Dianne TaKnow
                            Pip                                   The screaming hand holder
                            Big Thingies                The monstrous loud aliens/Doctors Nurses

                                                                    THE  SCENE

The Hospital delivery room. Pandemonium breaks out as Dianne Taknow is in the advanced stage of labour. Screaming yelling abusing which seems quite normal. The doctors and nurses are all giving Dianne beautiful words of encouragement like "PUUUUSH" and "JUST ONE MORE" and "GOOOOD GIRL". Pip is in excrutiating pain as Dianne attempts to break every bone in her hand and it appears there is a competition to see who can scream the loudest and wake the entire Intergalactic neighbourhood...........everyone seems to have forgotten about blue Bout to be a Bubba.............

Oink:                                Aaaaaaaarrgghhh........
Pip:                                    Aaaaaaarrgghhh.........
Bout:                                Aaaaaaaarrgghhh.........
Doctor:                            That's it. Just oooone mooore puuuush....
Oink:                                (Insane Screaming)
                                            Listen you beady eyed little twirp, why don't you 
                                            push for me so I can pull your tongue out your
                                            ars...Aaaaaaaaarrgghhh......
Doctor:                            Thaaaat's it. Here it comes. Niiice and easy.....
Oink:                                You faaaarrrker. Your dead, I'll Kill You. Aaaarrggh.
Bout:                                ....Holy Mary Mother of God, pray for us.......hold on 
                                            I'm moving. What's that. Oh...oh....oh....hhhheeeeelp
Oink:                                 Aaaaaarrgghh......
Pip:                                    Aaaaaaarrgghh......let goooooo......hhhhheeeeeelp...
Doctor:                            (calmly) Thaaat's it. Here's the head. Niiice and easy..
Oink:                                I'll have your head you faaaarka....aaaarrgghh....
Pip:                                    Aaaaarrgghh:........
Bout/Bubba                    (In shock). Put me back in. What is that insane noise?
                                            Women screaming. Push me back in. Don't like this place.
Doctor:                            (calmly) Thaaaat's iiit. Now just ooone more BIIIG push..
                                            Thaaaaat's iit........
Oink:                                  (screaming insanely) Thaaaat's it alright. Pip, grab the 
                                            motherfaaark......I'm gunna bash 'im......
Pip:                                    Aaaaaaarrgghh.......
Bout/Bubba:                Oh oooooooohhhhhh, I'm dead, bye everyone, it's been, 
                                            weeeellll....aaaarrgghhhmm....noisy.....hold on I'm, I'm, 
                                            oh, I'm moving again, whooaa, whoooooaaaa........
Oink:                                Aaaaaaaaaaarrgghhhh........
Pip:                                    Aaaaaaaaaaarrgghhhh......., Di...Di...Let go...
DoctorBig Thingie:    Thaaaaat's iiiittt.....
Bubba:                            I'm out. I'm free. The noise has stopped. Maybe I've died
                                            and gone to that Purgatory temporary hot house shelter..
Big Thingie:                    Congratulations, It's a Boy.....
Bubba:                            Watchu talkin' 'bout Big Thingie. Where am I? Big 
                                            Thingies everywhere. I'm trapped. No escape....
                                                    (Bubba is handed to Nurse who smacks on rear)
Bubba:                            OMG. Big Thingies are attacking me. I've been violated
                                            Quick call an alien and tell them about the Big Thingies 
                                            invading and the masochistic rituals. The rope....the rope
                                            can save me....
Big Thingie:                    Cut the cord...
Bubba:                            Watchu doin' Big Thingie. Oh No. Not the Rooooope..
                                            (gulp) I'm dead. See y'all in Bubba Heaven........
                           

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I look asleep don't I? I'm not. I fainted. Either unconscious or dead!
                            Tomorrow :                    What's For Dinner
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