Nothing To Do With Me

I am a selfish person.

My friend phoned me and Says,"I am in trouble."

I, a total teetotaller, was a bit intrigued; what this has got to do with my relationship with my friend. He is a bit more than an acquaintance, if you know my meaning.

I reply with intent,"Nothing is trouble, as far as you be concerned, my learned friend.".

My friend is a educated you know. he does not go to websites like confused dot com.

His reply is very contained and secrective, "I don't give a shite, man, I thought you are my friend...blah...blah ....xxxx." I was shocked to the point of vapours and more. But after all he is my friend.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do?", is only reply I could make without making it obvious. O how much I resented his tone of voice.

He said, "Your old man is here, and he is threatening to kill me".

I was perplexed, as, if he means old man as my own father, then it is quite impossible, as impossible as a bat getting a sun-tan. He was supposed to have died in tragic circumstances, which I do not like to dwelve in here in public forum. So I played for time, to get my breath back, which by this time has gone on holiday to freezing Alaska.

"Is he wearing a top hat?", I inquired with a quavering voice, to which he screamed, "Arrrgh."

Then silence followed as in a aftermath of a train crash.

I woke up, in a sweat.


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