Thuggee

Thuggee
Thuggee

Bob: When does [Superman Returns] come out— Wednesday? (checking…) Ah, yep. the 28th.

AAl: Maybe I’ll go see it like Thursday afternoon. Although with school out, that tactic isn’t as sound as it was a month ago.

Bob: Ja. I have to avoid the roving bands of teenage thugs around our apartment now.

AAl: Thuggee Guards?!

Bob: Not nearly as entertaining.

AAl: Do they at least say “goany go-go”?

Bob: They just sneer at me and every once in a while ask for beer. And when I look at them like they’re crazy— like I’m gonna give them, already little assholes, alcohol to further loosen their stupid inhibitions to yell loudly outside my window at 3 am, they just sneer and make more snide comments.

AAl: Heh. It amazes me you’re such a decent parent when you clearly don’t understand child psychology.

Bob: Snide‘s probably the wrong word— gives them too much credit. They’re not that clever.