One Word: Brave

Justin: Bravery is like counting chickens.

Stan: What? That doesn't make any sense.

Justin: Well you can't think you are brave until you do something that makes you that way.

Stan: Sure.

Justin: So, us flying up here. Does that makes us brave?

Stan: Well considering that we don't seem to have anything to do, I would have to go with no.

Justin: Just as I thought. Another day without anyone to save.

One Word: Gold

Julian: I had only twenty pieces of gold to give you and you gave me this dead bird?

Marice: How can you judge me like this?

Julian: I only needed the leg idiot.

Marice: Oh. well that will be 20 more.

A Challange

So I have been challenged by my friend to start writing. I am not sure what will come of this endeavor, but I have to suck it up and start I suppose. I have never attempted to do these things before, but I guess I should begin somewhere.

Pestilence, Famine, and Wrath sit at a card table and stare at one another. Petulance seems aggravated and continues to look at his watch. Wrath begins to fall asleep as Famine starts to eat the contents of the poker rounder. Death enters in a rush.

Death: So sorry guys. Tammy and I were having dinner at her parents house and her dad started talking to me about pluming. Did you know that I could be making 3 figures if I start as an apprentice.

Pestilence: This the third time this month you have been late to this. We have been waiting on you.

Death: We you know how important Tammy is to me, guys, and you know that we only have Tuesdays. I mean I work all the time and Tammy is at the hospital 6 nights a week.

Pestilence: I know all this. But WE only have Tuesdays if you remember. It's not like the old days when we could just all go in at once and take out the population. I mean lets face it. With all the new advances in science and technology, we haven't had a good run since the last plague.

Death: But this is the first time I have EVER had a real girl friend. I mean you really cant count Persephone, that really was against her will and I don't think...

Pestilence: Enough! I get it. We all get it. You're in love.

Wrath: (waking up due to the screaming) AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

Death: Hey. Calm down buddy. Nothing going on here.

Wrath: AHHHH....awwww....

Pestilence: Now look at what you made me go and do .

Death: Sorry! It's just that...I mean....

Pestilence: Let's just play.

(They look down realizing they have no poker chips)

Death: Hey where are all the...

Pestulance: I started with a whole rounder...

(They both look at Famine)

Famine: (mouth full) What?!

Lights Down.