King of Fools: our lottery corporation wants to make us very poor or very rich!
Pathetic as it sounds, but they hold a secret to national gold.
Boss: people's gold.
King of Fools: from tomorrow they want to sell their lottery tickets everywhere all day.
And they are asking to stop by at our "superflash" system.
Boss: didn't monkey "The Ginious" tell you not to buy lottery tickets?
King of Fools: she told us in her office!
Boss: and?
King of Fools: she is been telling it to us for weeks!
Queen of Fools: we want publish our book from our witers guide. "Another one. You wish."
Boss: books shouldn't take long to write.
When you know what you are writing.
Queen of Fools: this is excellent opened minded thought!
King of Fools: we are sweating every day for years!
Boss: people have to learn how to relax.
King of Fools: we will have a quick nap.
Queen of Fools (laughing): I think I was blushing.
(Outside).
Witch: to the enlightening!
Troll: wait for me in the car.
I'll say "hi" to King of Fools.
King of Fools (listening): excuse me..
Queen of Fools: they are not reading our script.
King of Fools: not even Troll.
Let's them figure out.
They both don't like company, may be something more will be from this adventure.
The end.
