PB and Jay

Art

"Hey, Paul-Bruce are you busy?"

"Depends on what you want to ask."

"Is that an internet quiz?"

"Hey! Don't look at my screen. That's an invasion of privacy."

"Well I wouldn't have to invade your privacy if you just let me in to begin with. We both know it's going to happen eventually. So, which one is it this time?"

"...What type of sandwich are you quiz."

"Oh I got grilled cheese, what about you?"

"Peanut butter and jelly."

"Weird, I would have thought you were more of a tuna sandwich guy."

"I get that a lot. So did you need something or just stopping by to say hi?"

"I need to borrow your pen."

"No. You are not doing this again."

"I need them for my art."

"You say that but you never bring it back. I have bought a whole box of pens and I don't have a single one left. You know what I had to use to write my grocery list? A green crayon."

"Hey, that was my crayon."

"And now that I think about it, I've never even seen any of your drawings."

"What? I don't draw."

"Then what the heck are you using all my pens for?"

"I'm making a sculpture. It is a giant pen made out of pens."

"That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard."

"See? This is why I didn't tell you, people like you stifle my creativity."

"I'm sorry but you mean to say you're taking pens that I paid for to make a pen sculpture? Why don't you buy your own pens?"

"I spent a lot of my monthly budget on my previous sculpture."

"Which was?"

"A sculpture made up of condoms."

"Oh thank god. When I saw all those condoms I was getting worried you might be a sex-addict or something."

"Nah I'm asexual."

"Oh ok cool. So wait, whenever you buy something in bulk it's because you're making a sculpture?"

"Pretty much. Unless it's food."

"So all that soap, all those surgical gloves, and that time you brought back about a thousand toothbrushes. Those were all for sculptures?"

"Yeah, what did you think it was for?"

"It looked like you were going to gather a crew and do some intense cleaning."

"I would never do that without inviting you. I know how you love to clean stuff."

"Ok good, I feel less betrayed now. How come I've never seen your sculptures though?"

"You know when you come into my room and there's that lump in the corner with a cloth over it?"

"Yeah?"

"That's it."

"I always figured that it was just a pile of clothes or something ."

"No that's on the other corner of the room."