“What are you doing here?”
“You forgot. I can fly.”
“Lamont, seriously. What are you going to do while I’m working all day in a shipping container?”
“What do I ever do? Observe the passing parade. That kind of thing.”
“Wouldn’t you be happier back at the beach?”
“I can go back any time. We albatross can fly miles and miles with little or no effort, and pretty fast, too.”
“But the tar pit…”
“Been there. Done that.”
“True.”
“You just go on about your work. I’m going to go talk to the fellows outside. Nothing like trash to bring in the gulls, am I right?”
“You usually are. Awright. Just stay OUT of the water. You KNOW what happens.”
“Are you going to be dressing up later in your Smilodon suit? I always wanted to see that.”
“I don’t know. Depends.”
“On what?”
“If there’s a school group coming. I don’t know yet and I’m late. You…. OH never mind.”
“I made you angry. Oh, Dude, I just have this feeling that I need to stick close to you.”
“I know.”
“No good deed, etc.”
“I know. Just stay out of the tar.”
“I’m a lot more acquadynamic than I was as mastodon, you know.”
“Yeah, well, be that as it may, don’t test it. I’m not going in there to save you.”
“Been there, done that too, right Dude?”
“Shut up. I have work to do.”
Lamont and Dude are characters I came up with several years ago. They have the uncanny ability to remember many of their past incarnations which gives them a unique perspective on life, the universe, and everything.
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