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Overheard conversation between the Leprechauns that live in my basement
Walking by the basement door next to my office I overheard the Leprechaun brothers that rent my basement in deep conversation. When I listened this is what I overheard:
Gnillii: “What is a vatar?”
Berthold: “Vatar? Where did you hear that?”
Gnillii: “Someone said I should watch a vatar, they said it was really good. But I don’t know what a vatar is to watch one do its good things.”
Berthold: “Not a vatar, it is one word, avatar.”
Gnillii: “Ahhh…..avatar.”
Berthold: “Exactly, avatar. And there are several televisy things with that name.”
Fillii: “Okay then smarty pants, what’s an avatar?”
Boffin: “Isn’t that one of those Araby dancers with all the veils and stuff?”
Gnillii: “I don’t even know how to dance, let alone dance with vases in my hands.”
Boffin: “Not vases, veils, you know those floaty scarf things the Araby dancers flitter about when they’re busy sashaying and clicking their finger bells together,” pulls up his shirt and tucks it into his collar, baring his round hairy belly, “like this.”
Boffin shaped sounds of sashaying and fingertips slapping together as if holding tiny cymbals.
Berthold: “Boffin? What are you doing wiggling your bottom and flapping your fingers like that?”
Boffin: “I’m sashaying like a lovely Araby Avatar dancer with veils and bells.”
Gnillii: “And vases, don’t forget the vases.”
Berthold: “An avatar is not a kind of Araby dancer. An avatar is just a thing, like an animal or symbol used to refer to a specific person or resource. It’s just an image that makes you think of something else.”
Fillii: “Watching our brother wag his tushy about is definitely making me think about something else, and it certainly ain’t no Araby dancers.”
Berthold: “Yeah, like how my tummy is getting kinda queasy, like I wanna un-swallow my lunch.”
Gnillii: “Here’s a vase you can fergle in.”
…sigh…yup, impromptu belly dancing leprechauns…these appear to be my avatar