General Script posted January 23, 2017

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Pons and Ned meet at a Horseshoe Pit

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Scene at a Horseshoe Pit

by Bill Schott

Ned: Let's throw us some horse shoes, Pons. Pons: I'm not much good at that game, Ned. Ned: Well it's changed since I first played it as a kid. Pons: Oh? How's that? Ned: Well first, ya ain't gotta take the shoes offa the dang horse. They's already yanked 'em. Pons: You had to take the horseshoes off an actual horse? Ned: Where else would ya git'em? Pons: How about BEFORE they were put on? Ned: Well gosh, Pons. They gotta be shaped like a horse's huff, else dey won't hook on that pole yonder. Pons: What? Ned: And dey got's ta be flat. Pons: Flat? Ned: Yeah. The horse flattens 'em out so's dey fly like a sickle in a "So's yer old man" fight. Pons: So's your old man? Ned: Dat's the spirit, Pons. Pons: Wait! The shoes are iron; they don't need flattening. Ned: That's a dern nice pleat in dem pants a yers, Pons. Someone IRON doze? Pons: You mean -- because they're flat? Like a horseshoe? Iron -- flat -- like that? Ned: Now yer learnin', Pons. A fore long yall be a exbert. Pons: Okay. So I throw it at the pole and ring it; right? Ned: Yep. OR ya can jes' git close. Like in hand grenades. Pons: Right. I heard that joke that close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. Ned: Nukes too I wager. Pons: Hey! I have a ringer! Ned: Dat's great, Pons. I prob'ly cain't do no better'n dat.  Pons: So I win?  Ned: Well, mebbee. Let's see what I kin do wit this here hand grenade.   Write A Review Pays one point and 2 member cents. You need to login or register to write reviews. It's quick! We only ask four questions to new members.