Winston: *singing and dancing in the mirror with his hair brush* “Mr. Telephone Man, there’s something wrong with my lineeee. When I call my baby’s number, I get a click every time”. *turns the radio down and heads to the bathroom* Speaking of baby…I wonder why shawty from the Swooning Owl hasn’t called me yet? Maybe she’s intimidated. Sometimes I can come off a little aggressive but I thought that I was pretty smooth with it, though. I’ll just continue to wait, patiently, because I KNOW baby girl will call in due time. It’s no surprise, the ladies love my cool ass.
Salem: *dancing seductively while singing* “He’s a smooth operatorrrrrr, smooooothhh operatorrrr.” That damn Sade! Woo! If I could sing like her, I would never shut up. Hell, if I could just sing period, I would never shut up! Every word would be a damn melody! *walks into her bedroom and plops onto the bed* Let’s see, I have two business meetings tomorrow morning but I want to see what’s going on in the city TAH-night! As a matter of fact, let me call this clown to see if he wants to hang out! I guess I have to find his number first, huh? *picks up her purse to begin searching for the napkin with Winston’s number on it* And he better answer!
Winston: *screaming like a little girl* “AHHHHHHH!!!! She’s calling me! She’s calling me! What should I do? What should I say? *clears throat and proceeds to answer the phone in the deepest of voices* Hello….
Salem: What’s good man?
Winston: Not much beautiful. What’s good with you?
Salem: Bored out of my mind. Down for hanging out? Tell me a place and time.
Winston: *stuttering while trying to get his words out* Uh, uh, uh, uh. Well, what did you have in mind?
Salem: Somewhere dope! Somewhere with a live band and cool people!
Winston: Ok, bet! Meet me at The Conch on 23rd street at 9p!
Salem: Worrrrddd! I’ll be there with the orange head wrap.
***Winston and Salem airs every Monday, right here on tumblr.***