Written on an Airbed

A foolproof plan.

Jack - So I uh... I’ve finally worked it out.

Kyle - Excellent. Be more specific.

Jack - Super powers. I’ve worked out how to get super powers.

Kyle - I predict that your plan gets at most 5 seconds in before I find a flaw.

Jack - Ok, well, first I break one of my legs...

Kyle - I’ve found the flaw.

Jack - No, listen! I break one of my legs, go to hospital, knock out the x-ray machine operator... man... person, and jig the controls so that I am bathed in radioactive waves for a few hours, emerging with astonishing preternatural abilities and gifts.

Kyle - Or cancer. And a broken leg.

Jack - No, seriously, it’s a foolproof plan.

Kyle - For getting a tumour. Seriously - this will cause you to die.

Jack - We’ll see. We’ll see.

Kyle - No, I’ll see. You’ll be dead.

Jack - We’ll see.

16 September, 2007 - 21:30

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