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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(When Ringo had to get his tonsils removed, the other three decided to visit the children's ward.)
"How in the world did you not have good sleep last night?" Paul asked taking a seat beside him.
"No reason."
"What's the reason?"
John stared at him. "No reason."
"John. I'll hurt you if you dont spill."
"I just wanna go home. Okay?"
"Is that it?"
"Yes. That it. I'm tired of not bring home."
"None of us are home except Geo. Kill him and move in to his house."
"No. We need him too much. Unless you want to be lead guitarist."
"No. Then who would play bass?"
"Good question. That's why we need him."
"Okay. I ran out of ideas."
"That was yer only idea."
John once again laid completely on the couch before speaking again. "I really want to do a puzzle."
"What is it with you and puzzles?"
"Keeps me mind occupied when I'm not working."
"Theres alot of other things to do when bored. Ye know that right?"
"I know. I find puzzles quite enjoyable."
"Until you get bored of it."
"Never. I never get bored of anything. Unless I dont have anything to do. Then I'll get bored. I need something that'll help my brain think."
"How about toi get to writing songs! That's one way to help yer brain think!" Paul said excitedly.
"Did you seriously just trap me?"
"Yes. And I enjoyed it. Now, get to writing and stop thinking about puzzles."
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Another 4 months later..............
They were all back in their old homes and back to their normal lives. It was the beginning of the year 1965. Paul and John almost had the Rubber Soul album complete.
It was early morning and they were to be at their second job as cops. One by one, they showed up. John surprisingly was the first one to show just as night shift left.
John walked up to his desk, opened it up, and pulled out his badge and gun. He attached both to his belt on both sides and sat down. Everything in the office was new since everything had been destroyed 10 months before.
Ringo just walked in. "Ey! Is that John Lennon I see in early?"
"No. You see his clone who's just sitting comfortably in the real Lennon's chair."
"Well, it's good to see a Lennon in here early for the first time."
"Its not the first. It's just been a while."
Ringo went over to sit as his own desk and picked up a newspaper from that day and began reading it. Then, he propped his feet up on his desk as he kept his face buried in the paper.
John stood up and snatched half the paper from him. Then, he started skimming over the sheet only to find out, he couldn't read anything. He had forgotten to get new glasses since his was destroyed during the quake.
