Sign Post: Man it’s cold out today, I wish I had a jacket or something, maybe one of those nice, dressy ones I see all the time. Hell, anything would be better than nothing. What the… “HEY! Hey, you with the hat on your head. Where’d you get that hat?”
Meter: What, this old thing? Pfft, I’ve had this at least 2-3 years.
SP: That’s nice, man. What I wouldn’t do for one of those. I’m cold!
M: Yeah, you really should put something on or you’re going to get sick. They say the flu is really nasty this year.
SP: I don’t know how to get one. Where did you get it? Did you make it yourself?
M: Nah, are you joking? I don’t have hands or fingers. My ex got it for me.
SP: What do you mean, “ex”? You had a girlfriend, how the hell does that work? I mean, you just said that you don’t have any extremities, so how do you date?
M: It was a short term thing that didn’t work out, but man it was great while it lasted. She was an artist and really wasn’t into the whole physical thing, just freaky conversations and lots of photography. Plus I think she was rich too, always putting money in my mouth. Kinky stuff.
SP: That is kinda weird, but I’d do it. I wish somebody would give me money, or anything for that matter. A hat would be nice.
M: But you don’t have a head like I do so there’s nowhere to put it.
SP: Tell me about it. Ever since they removed my sign I don’t even know know why I’m here. What’s the point of being here night and day in the cold without a sign? I’m useless…and freezing!!
M: I’m not sure that you could even wear a coat if you got one. You don’t have shoulders or arms to support it.
SP: Yes I could, I’d look good. I’d be the sexiest damn sign post ever!
M: Yeah, whatever. I’ll wait for that. Hey, here come some people, lock it up and be quite or you’ll give us away! (stands still)
SP: (stands still)
(group of 4 walks by brushing against sign post)
M: That was close. They almost heard us, I thought that girl was going to bust us. She looked back like something happened. Did you see that? Hey...