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SCENE: a living room in front of the telly. The residents have temporarily intersected to eat a meal that one is calling breakfast and the other considers supper.
TELLY: {Ad for translation software, now with 50% less Hungarian confusion!}
ME: {mumbling into a tissue as I blow my nose} "My hovercraft is full of eels".
MUM: {a little hard of hearing in general} My hovercraft is full of weevils?
ME: And I thought I was the one who's been watching too much Torchwood.
ME: {takes large sip of water}
MUM: {beat} ...Oh, I just got that. And now I'm picturing weevils riding in a hovercraft all lined up like commuters.
ME: {suddenly trying desperately not to do an actual physical spit-take}
CURTAIN
TELLY: {Ad for translation software, now with 50% less Hungarian confusion!}
ME: {mumbling into a tissue as I blow my nose} "My hovercraft is full of eels".
MUM: {a little hard of hearing in general} My hovercraft is full of weevils?
ME: And I thought I was the one who's been watching too much Torchwood.
ME: {takes large sip of water}
MUM: {beat} ...Oh, I just got that. And now I'm picturing weevils riding in a hovercraft all lined up like commuters.
ME: {suddenly trying desperately not to do an actual physical spit-take}
CURTAIN