No Reason

Disembodied voice 1 : I need a knacksap.

Disembodied voice 2 : You mean a knapsack?

Disembodied voice 1 : No, I mean I need a snapneck.

Disembodied voice 2 : That's it. I'm cutting you off.

Disembodied voice 1 : No! Please! I have a family.

Disembodied voice 2 : I know that you moron. I'm cutting you off for your own good. Let's go.

Disembodied voice 1 : Are we there yet?

Disembodied voice 2 : We haven't started yet. We're stationary.

Disembodied voice 1 : Are we? I would like to be scented.

Disembodied voice 2 : What? No, we're stationary with an "a". But now that you mention it, I do feel like a pencil.

Disembodied voice 1 : And I feel like an eraser.

Pencil : Weird........

Eraser : We should have cut each other off earlier.

Pencil : But to do that we both should have been penknives. That would just have been confusing.

Eraser : I suppose you're right. You are right though, aren't you? Between the two of you I mean.

Pencil : Shh.. What was that sound?

Eraser : That's my family! Thank you for not cutting me off.

Pencil : You suppose we should tell them? 'bout the shrooms I mean.

Eraser : No. If we tell 'em 'bout 'em, they will soon be asking 'bout all the other fungi.

Pencil : Maybe we should tell 'em 'bout 'em anyway. We are terribly intoxicated.

Eraser : No. We are terribly inmyhouse. And I say we don't tell 'em.

Pencil : How do you propose to stop me from telling 'em? You're just an eraser.

Eraser : Yes, but I happen to know where the sharpener is.

[It probably shouldn't be, but it will almost uncertainly be continued..]