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Llamas With Hats, Episode 8.1
The scene opens to a dark brown llama with a bright yellow hard hat standing outside of an apartment door labeled 412. This was Paul’s apartment.
The brown llama knocks on the door and waits for an answer.
“Carl! Is that you? You know you’re not allowed near me anymore!”
“No, my name is Jerry,” the brown llama replies, “I am here to discuss the renovations and repairs you requested.”
“Oh, come on in then,” Paul responds, opening the door.
Jerry walks into the apartment and begins to look around.
“So my washing machine recently started to leak and not work, do you think you can fix it, Jerry?”
“Sure, sure,” Jerry mumbles as he stares intently at the left wall of the unit, “This should work.”
“What should work?”
“Well, I’m going to take out this wall here to combine this apartment unit with 411, the one next door. It’s owned by a lovely llama who wears a respectable green hat.”
With this, Jerry pulls out a large hammer and moves toward the wall.
“Jeeerrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyy! That wall is load bearing,” Paul moans, “You can’t break it!”
After stopping jerry, at least for the moment, Paul steps out into the hall and quickly matches over to room 411.
“Caaaaarrrrrrrrllllllll! Come out, I know you’re in there!”
“Ah, you got me,” Carl says as he opens the door, “Did Jerry tell you?”
“Yes.”
“Goddammit Jerry,” Carl whispers vehemently.
The three llamas gather in Paul’s apartment, Paul and Carl glaring at each other while Jerry looks on.
“Carl, why would you try this? You can’t possibly have thought it would work!” Paul yells.
“Well, it was my only option after the swan piano failed.”
At this point, Jerry starts to wander back towards the broken laundry unit.
“Where are you going, Jerry?” Paul inquires.
“Oh, to fix the leaky machine.”
“NO, JERRY!” Paul and Carl scream in unison.
Jerry turns back and instead starts to walk over to the wall. While Carl and Paul are busy arguing, he starts to hit the wall with his hammer.
“STOP IT, JERRY!”
Together, Paul and Carl kick Jerry out of the apartment, having to yell at him several more times while doing so. The entire Jerry removal process took over ten minutes.
“Don’t you miss this, Paul?”
“Miss what, Carl?”
“Us. Working together, having fun, hanging out.”
“This isn’t fun, Carl. This is pain.”
“Now come on Paul, that’s not nice.”
“I don’t care, Carl. Now leave so the real maintenance man can get here.”
Carl stares sheepishly at the ground and shuffles his feet.
“About that. I may or may not have killed him and stuffed him into a piano which will be arriving at any moment.”
*Que crashing piano sounds*
“Caaaarrrrrllllll!”