A Fast Swim but a Strange Pool

Your Coca-Cola bottle represents Claudia based on the famous play and novels by Rose Franken Brought you transcribed Monday through Friday by your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself have a Coke and now Claudia David. What are you doing there?

Meditating. What should one do with a brook? How is the brook? I'm fine. How are you then? Not very brooky. No. I think it's running dry. Come to think of it entirely running at all.

That's because there hasn't been any rain for quite a while. A rainy June, a dry September. Where did you hear that? I didn't. I made it up. What I thought. Just look at this poor sad little brook.

It's not much of one, is it? Maybe we ought to dam it up. David, don't be blasphemous. Oh dear! Why, the heart-rending sigh. Nothing. Except I wish that today the brook was running a little more.

Oh, huh! A little more water here, and we could go waiting. I am not a waiter, I'm a diver. But you like dunking donuts, don't you? You two don't go hand and foot. I'm suffocating, aren't you?

Yes, but more quietly. Oh, it's no fun that way. You know, looking at that little girdle of water making my mouth water? Well, if your mouth water is enough, maybe we can go waiting. Anything for a joke.

Anything for a wave. You know, you're not very bright. I'm not. No, you haven't suggested the one thing we could do. Well, you haven't either. But I thought of it. What is it? Go jump in a lake.

Well, that's fine. Things say to me. and I mean every word of it. You'll find it very refreshing in the late. You're enough refreshing for me darling. I don't like my water fresh either, thank you.