The roof of the Kwik Stop, Friday

[silent-robert.livejournal.com]

Jay and Silent Bob slogged through the deepening water and up a handy roof access ladder to sit with their feet hanging over the edge of the roof in a rough approximation of their usual spots. Neither was quite looking at the other.

". . . we're never talking about that freaky shit that went down yesterday, right?"

Silent Bob shook his head.

"'Cause . . . you know I'm not into fat chicks."

Bob looked offended. And damp.

[[Open. Use your imaginations as to what they got up to yesterday.]]