Dummey: Ahh!! I really hate long holidays!
Phoney:
What? You can't hate long holidays. Holidays are great, holidays
are wonderful. Do you really prefer dozing
off in class all day?
Dummey: I guess not. But whenever
there are several days off, my girlfriend will always want
to drive somewhere. But the traffic is always hell!! I
just cannot handle another of those impossibly congested highways.
Phoney: Oh, I see. I heard that the government
will enforce a High Occupancy Vehicle rule, allowing only
cars with three or more passengers on the road. That will
definitely make the traffic less clogged.
Dummey:
That's another problem. You say "three or more", right? Me
and my girlfriend only make two passengers.
Phoney: You can invite people to go on
trips with you.
Dummey: Would you like to go
on a trip with me and my girlfriend, dearest Phoney?
Phoney:
Uh, not really. Your girlfriend blabbers on
all the time, in her squeaky voice,
too. Even though you are my good buddy, I don't want to be
stuck in a car with her for too long.
Dummey:
That's right. We can't get anybody to ride with us.
Phoney:
Hey, I get it. I've read news stories about some antics that
American and New Zealand drivers use to deceive the police
patrols in such circumstances.
Maybe you can try some of them.
Dummey: Cool, let me hear it.
Phoney: Here is one. Put pillows
in a baby seat to say that you are traveling with a baby.
Dummey:
Dude! My girlfriend will definitely get the wrong idea if
I start shopping for baby seats. Come on, give me another
one.
Phoney: Hm. Ok, what about strapping inflatable dolls
onto a seat?
Dummey: Inflatable dolls. Uh, you mean, uh…
Phoney: Sorry,
I forgot that you are traveling with your girlfriend. Here,
a woman used a life-size mannequin – you know, like the dummies they use in clothes shops – complete with a wig and makeup.
Dummey:
Actually, I always think mannequins are rather creepy, especially
when they are not fully assembled – scattering hands, bent
legs, and lifeless pupils…
Phoney: Alright, alright, you are
giving me the creeps too. What about this: one man dressed
a garbage can in a trench coat, Halloween mask, and basketball
cap. I hope you are not freaked out by garbage can.
Dummey:
I am not, but my garbage can stinks quite bad.
Phoney: What
about balloons? Of course, you will have to draw faces on
them.
Dummey: Honesty, this is ludicrous. I don’t think any
police officers would be fooled by a garbage can or a balloon
with a face. Maybe I will just enjoy the traffic jam on those
roads without the High Occupancy Vehicle rule.
Phoney: Well, I think there is
only one solution. How about you ditching your garrulous girlfriend,
and going on a trip with me and Frankie?