I thought I should write something a little more fun. How about the four lads.........aside from their professional singing career, works with the cops in salving various cases. Sounds like a lot of fun to write! I'll give it a shot!
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Throughout the hour, John had been unintentionally bugging Paul. Then there were those moments when John did it purposefully.
Then, John did something that really bugged him. He moved his feet, then, put them on Paul. This time, Paul was beyond annoyed. He took a deep breath and tried to ignore it. But John decided not to do anything about it so Paul did.
Paul grabbed a hold of his ankles and John started struggling against him. Paul wasn't having it. He was literally about to blow up at John for not leaving him alone.
After a bit of struggling, John found himself faced down on the couch with both his arms behind his back. In this position, he was having a hard time breathing. "Paul, please."
"What?"
"Please spare me. I want to breathe again."
"Says who?"
"Me! I need to breathe."
"Stop bothering me. I'm trying to work. Dont make me tape you up again. Or better yet hit you where you dont want to be hit."
"Please don't."
"I will do it. Dont tempt me. It's bad enough you wont leave me alone."
"Well, if you dont get off me, the least you can do is let me sit up a little. I'm laying on me lungs. I cant breathe."
Paul sighed. "Alrifut fine. I'll get off ye. Just leave me alone so I could work."
"Yes muther."
"I'm serious John. We, as in you and me need to get this done before Brian kills us, mainly you for goofing off."
"Why would he kill 'mainly me'?"
"Because yer you and he knows you serious you are when it comes to work."
"Ey! When I put me mind to it, I'm serious."
"So put yer mind to this and stop goofing off. Were almost done with the album. The least you could do is be serious for the rest of today."
"Get off me so I could check the time."
"Oh. I forgot."
Paul got off him and John sat up as he checked his watch. "Hmm. 1:46. Perfect timing for lunch."
"You mean a very late lunch or a very early dinner."
"Not my dinner. Too early. I usually eat dinner around 7 or 8pm."
"That's a little late. Dont you think?"
"Nope. Not late. It's usually around the time I come home from working."
"I usually eat around 5 or 6 and just have mini snacks afterwards."
"Mini snacks? Mmm, okay. Well, I guess that works for anybody." George mentioned.
"It does. For anybody who gets hungry every 30 minutes."
"Ey. I can't help if I love eating."
"With the way you eat, I wouldn't be surprised if you gained 100 pounds."
"Giving away free money John?"
"Not the kind of pounds I was talking about!"
George laughed. "I know. I can't gain weight. No matter how hard I try."
"How about take some of my fat."
"Yer not fat John!"
Okay. I'm going to write a message to those who think their 'fat'. I hate that word. I never liked when someone called themselves fat. John had a fat elvis period he went through in '65 and he wasn'tfat. Well, at least I dont think he was. No one should be calling themselves fat. No one. So please dont consider Yourselves fat.
