Big Guy, Little Guy

‘What are you in for?’ the thin man asked the fat man.

‘Aggravated assault and battery. My boss gave me shit, I smashed his face in. You?’

‘Uh. I insulted a police officer who caught me speeding.’

‘Good for you. Sadly, you’ll be out tomorrow morning. No fun.’

‘Why?’

‘My mum’s a goddess, man. She’s gonna make it so that when they send me to prison, I’ll be able to get out and haunt these fuckers’ nightmares. I like you. Was gonna take you with me.’

‘Uh. I’ll be sorry to miss that.’

‘You don’t have to. When they come to take you away, just punch ’em, man.’

‘I don’t think so.’

‘C’mon, it’ll be fun. You and me, a team. Big guy, little guy.’

‘I’ll get back to you on that.’

‘When?’

‘Hmm … day after tomorrow?’