“When Entwistle had eaten supper, he always lay down on the couch, lying on his mouth.”
“Was he lying on his mouth?”
“Yes. You know … Some lie on their backs when lying on the couch. Entwistle lay on his mouth.”
“But you can’t. No, I didn’t say that. Hehe.”
“He was lying on his mouth.”
“Didn’t he support with his arms?”
“I have no idea. I suppose he did.”
“I think it sounds even more uncomfortable than sleeping while standing upside down.”
“Well said! I love moral fibre!”
“Don’t sleep or rest on your mouth Entwistle! That’s what I want to say to him!”
“Mighty red cabbage.”
»Ha ha. You said mighty… red cabbage…”
“No. Standard cabbage!”
“Standard cabbage.”
“Beware! There’s Pupwistle!”
“Now I’ll tell him where he gets off!”
“Let’s run!”
“He must learn not to sleep on his mouth!”
“But he doesn’t sleep on his mouth! It is Entwistle who sleeps on his mouth, not Pupwistle.”
Pupwistle: “What are you two doing?”
Both, all at once: “Oh nothing!” / “Oh we try out these bikes!”
(Everyone laughs. Pupwistle lies down on the floor and laughs out loud.)
“Hey! Don’t read the stage directions!”
“What?”
“You said, ‘Everyone laughs. Pupwistle lies down on the floor and laughs out loud.'”
“It’s crazy! I don’t usually do that. How crazy!”
