Upon Yukon Gold’s command, a pair of figures seemed to appear amongst the gathering as if out of thin air. Both were powerfully built black men with clean-shaven heads and impressively full and well-kept goatees. At first glance, one might have thought them twins, and one would have been right. But it wasn’t their skin color and grooming habits alone that would lead one to think that the pair had once been womb-mates. (I know, old joke, couldn’t resist.) The ridiculous nature of their garb helped hammer the fact home.
Both men were dressed in matching black khakis and beige turtleneck sweaters, with only one distinguishing feature between the two of them. In order to tell them apart, Yukon Gold had seen fit to have their names embroidered in dark brown letters across their chests. And even though Edwood, Something and Woeisme could plainly read the big block font, Yukon Gold still announced with a flourish, “Allow me to introduce you to Chip and Spud, my Home Fries!”
“Wait a minute,” the one called Chip said, “Your what?”
“Home Fries?” Spud interjected. “What the hëll’s that supposed to mean?”
“Well…um…it’s just that…” Yukon Gold sputtered. “It’s a play on words. You know, like how you people sometimes call each other homies? So I thought…”
“Whoa, you people?” Chip bellowed.
It was at that moment that Edwood quietly and without Yukon Gold’s notice, chucked a thumb over his sequined shoulder, thereby giving Something and Woeisme the universal sign for ‘Let’s-get-the-hëll-out-of-here-because-this-is-about-to-get-ugly’.
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