Saturday, November 21, 2009

Road Trip

Harold checked his bag one last time. "Towel, salted peanuts, two bottles of water, a flask of tea and a canister of salt," he said. "Should I take anything else?"

"Spell book?"

Harold patted his left breast.* "In my pocket."

"Splendid." Jasfoup looked over to packing. "Swap the salt into a waxed-paper package," he said. "We're going on a road-trip to 6 BC. A plastic container might raise eyebrows in an archaeology dig."

"Good point," said Harold. "What about sandwiches?"

"What about them?"

"I asked Delirious to pick up some from the garage. The plastic triangles are so useful to pick up vampire dust."




*i.e. his chest, in the top left quadrant. He hadn't started taking hormones or anything.

4 comments:

aims said...

Sorry - what came to mind instantly was Red Dwarf and Cat saying - Thermos - Sandwiches, Extra Large Condoms..........

Leatherdykeuk said...

Ah! I must have channelled Rob Grant!

Shelly Rayedeane said...

Some vampires are female and their packages are more appealing without too much food.

Leatherdykeuk said...

Indeed, Shelley. The joke at the end is a reference to the last time Harold took a trip with Gillian, who exploded into dust on a sunlit beach ;)