Breakfast with the White Stripes

JACK: OH GIRL! Do you want some toast?

MEG: No, Jack. I don’t.

JACK: OH MEG! MEG! MEG! Don’t you want some toast?

MEG: No, Jack, I don’t.

JACK: You don’t want toast? You say YOU DON’T WANT TOAST?

MEG: No, Jack, I don’t.

JACK: NOOOOOOO TOAASSSSST?????

MEG: No, Jack, I -

JACK: NoTOASTnotoastNOTOASTnOtOASTnotoaaaast. Girl. You. Don’t. Want. No. Oh, God! Toast!

MEG: No, Jack, I don’t.

JACK (Whispering, scarily): Well-maybe-you-would-like-some-yogurt.

MEG: Yes please, Jack honey, I’d like some yogurt. That’s the kind of breakfast that won’t leave me hurt. Cos Jack sweetie you’re sometimes a little unseemly. Oh Jack it’s the way that you leave me all dreamy. Oh Jack.

JACK (Thumping bass, screaming screams): Plain or strawberry?

One Comment

  1. Posted March 5, 2007 at 8:38 am | Permalink

    Still laughing.

    I can’t watch the Special K advert that uses ‘I Just Don’t Know What To Do With Myself’ (the Dusty Springfield version) without wondering what White Stripes would have done beside that pool of smug people.

    Great post.

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