Saturday Night Monologue

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Pages: 2

my forehead. I didn’t turn on the T.V. to see what became of the rest of Saturday Night. Why should I.
I was about yank out the wire when I decided to answer it. I’d have to face the music anyway.
I groggily replied, “Hello?”
“Chrissy? Chrissy are you there? It’s me Gloria.”
I started to move up farther in my bed. “Gloria? Gloria why are you calling me? You’re such a busy person.”
“Nonsense! Well I was until I wasn’t but now I am to the max! Have you watched or read the news lately? You’re all over it Dudette!”
“Wow, news travels fast now days doesn’t it?”
“Well I don’t know if you want to hear it from me so—.”
I hesitated, “No, yes, yes I’d rather hear it from you, how bad is it?” I braced for impact.
“The skit was a hit! Audiences who tuned