Brendan vs Horsey #1

Brendan

Oh no, my irritating friend Brendan's shouting up at my window again; 'Hey Duncan, you up there mate?', and the girl with the horse* who lives in the flat directly below me is gearing up to have a go at him. (I can feel the vibrations through my feet of her pacing up and down her lounge... always a prelude to some yelling).

Aha! She's off. I'll try and keep pace on the keyboard...

Horsey: Will you please stop shouting at my window!
Brendan: Oh. Er, hi there honey. Hey, I'm kinda trying to get Duncan. He lives above you!
Horsey: I know where he lives!
Brendan: Good job, good bloody job.
Horsey: So will you stop shouting?
Brendan: Sure, sure. Do you, uh, do you know if he's in?
Horsey: Do I look like his bloody keeper?
Brendan: No, I guess not. Good job. Thanks, sugar.

Well, what do you know, Horsey saved my bacon. Brendan's actually gone. Good bloody job!

*I know she's got a horse because there's always loads of hay in her car.

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