Characters: A woman nearing 50; her husband (offstage)
(A woman in a black pick-up truck is making her morning commute to the office. Her husband is about fifteen minutes ahead of her on the same route.
As she approaches a very narrow section of highway that is under major road construction, she notices something littering the shoulder. Upon moving closer, she recognizes the debris as approximately a dozen watermelons in various degrees of fragmentation -- from a whole (yet cracked) melon to barely identifiable segments.)
She picks up her phone to call her husband. [A legal action in the state of Texas, by the way.]
The phone rings through her Bluetooth.
Wife: "Hey, Baby. Are you busy?"
Husband : "Not really. Been on the phone."
Wife: "Do you remember the comedian, Gallagher?"
Husband : (warily) "Yes, why?"
Wife: (coyly) "Do you happen to know if he has been in Houston recently?"
Husband : (confused and very drawn out) "No. Why?"
Wife: (smiling at her own wit). "Because I just saw a load of smashed watermelons on 290."
(At this point, the husband dies laughing and the wife, feeling pleased with her great sense of humor, sighs with relief. She knew it was cheesy and had feared a less receptive response--at the very least, a pained groan.)
Husband: (still laughing)
Wife: "Did you see them on your way through?"
Husband: (chuckling) "No, but just as you called I watched the car ahead of me dodge two watermelons that rolled out of the back of the white pick-up ahead of him."
(The wife frowns, realizing yet again that it is not her sense of humor that cracks him up. But her sense of timing certainly does!)
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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