Mindless Short Stories

Day Job

Walter: * looks at mail, sighs, and yells * BOYS, HOUSE MEETING

Ray: *comes from down the stairs * whaa

EJ: *comes from out the kitchen with a sandwich * whaaa

Roc: *comes from up the stairs a Gucci belt around his head * whaaaa

Prince: *comes from off the roof with a Mexican hat, a bag of marshmallows, and 2 spoons * HOLA BITCHARITOS *jazz hands *

Walter: What were you going to do...you know what, forget it. Guys, I think you should all sit down

The Boys: *sits down *

Ray: What's wrong Walt

EJ: Did anyone get hurt!?

Walter: oh no, but guys, you need to find day jobs

The Boys: WHAT!?

Ray: I THOUGHT THIS WAS MY DAY JOB

Roc: MORE WORK!? MY BRAIN IS MELTING *starts crying *

EJ: see Walt *pats Roc on the back * You broke him

Prince: What you mean we gotta get Day Jobs? Bitch this is our day job, so I quit being a cupid for this!?

Walter: chill guys! Rolling Out magazine wants to do an article about you guys having everyday jobs like regular people

Ray: but im not a regular person! You see this face!? * Points at his face * Im Ray Ray

Prince: * rolls his eyes* fuck Ray, Im Princeton gah dammit

EJ: * nods his head* he has a point

Prince: if I gotta get an everyday job, YOU gotta get an everyday job. WE ALL WORKING AT BURGER KING TODAY

Walter: NO, you better not get that basic ass job, Here *gives them a notepad * Decide what you want your job to be *leaves *

Roc: WE AINT GOT NO WRITING UTENSILS!

Prince: oh here *pulls pencil out of his hair *

Roc: um ok.... What you guys want to be

EJ: I want to be a preacher

Ray: I want to be an artist, what about you Roc

Roc: I want to be a businessman!

Prince: *starts laughing *

Roc: what's so funny!

Prince: you want to be a businessman yet, you don't know how to spell the word 'Boy' , that's nice

Roc: *jumps up * YOU ALWAYS GOT SHIT TO SAY PRINCE!

Prince: nigga you better sit the fuck down and get outta my face before I knock yo niggerish ass out, I ain't get no pussy in like a week, my neck hurt, my balls itch. i would kill you, don't fuck with me

Roc: well *sits back down* you ain't have to get rude, i was just playing...

Prince: Lack of Pussy ain't a laughing matter.

Ray: Guys, we should all work at the same place!

EJ: yeah!! But where?

Roc: we could become strippers...

EJ: we could... I mean, I don't know about y'all but I'm sexy enough..

Prince: ew boy bye, Male Strippers got fleas. Pick another job *looks at his nails*

Ray: Exotic Dancers?

EJ: YASSSSS *jumps up* we could call ourselves 'The Mindless Big Dick Havers'