Transcript:
Two college students sit on a couch. One, YELLOW, picks in his ear. The other, BLUE, slouches miserably. YELLOW is surrounded by stink lines.
BLUE: Hey, dude? No offense, but you need to go shower. You kind of stink…
YELLOW: Wh— I thought I showered Friday… sorry…
BLUE: Dude, it’s Wednesday. Also, do your laundry!
(CAPTION – EXHIBIT A: Stained, week-old shorts)
YELLOW: Huh? Is that ketchup?
Yellow spits onto his hand — PTOO! — and rubs at the stain fruitlessly.
BLUE: Y’know, I heard that getting a random ketchup stain on your pants is bad luck.
YELLOW: …literally who has ever said that?
HORNED FIGURE: I have!!
BLUE & YELLOW: Who was that?!
HORNED FIGURE: ‘Tis I, The Devil!
BLUE & YELLOW: SATAN?!!
HORNED FIGURE, now known as THE DEVIL: Here’s some unsolicited advice: sometimes, the best way to get out of a funk really is having your friend tough-love you out of it. Not every time, but sometimes.
BLUE & YELLOW: …
BLUE: No offense, Satan, but we just did that. Have you been paying any att—
THE DEVIL: Silence! I must be off now. Clean yourself up now, would you? And the phrase goes: “If you let things stain you, bad luck will ketch-up to ya!” That’s all, sayo-nara~
