A Conversation Between Scylla and Charybdis
SCYLLA: Hey, Charybdis?
CHARYBDIS: Yes, Scylla?
SCYLLA: Am I fat?
CHARYBDIS: What? Don’t be ridiculous. You look lovely.
SCYLLA: It’s just that I’ve eaten so many sailors this week.
CHARYBDIS: Please, girl. I’m the one who devours ships whole.
SCYLLA: And yet you don’t gain a pound!
CHARYBDIS: Oh my God, stop it. Everyone knows I’m a gaping whirlpool.
SCYLLA: Honey, you look as fantastic as when you were just an eddy. The problem with me is that only four of my six heads are dieting.
CHARYBDIS: You have to just lay down the law with them, Scylla. You’re what the sirens call an “enabler.”
SCYLLA: Please, the sirens are so busy preening themselves on rocks, they wouldn’t know an enabler if one showed up wearing golden fleece.
CHARYBDIS: Ha ha! They’re so annoying.
SCYLLA: If I have to listen to Aglaope host karaoke night one more time, I’m going to scream.
CHARYBDIS: It probably wouldn’t sound any different!
SCYLLA: Hah! Seriously. Ugh, that last batch of sailors is totally giving me indigestion.
CHARYBDIS: I know! I ate their ship. I swear it was covered in sweat.
SCYLLA: It was! I’m totally breaking out from eating them.
CHARYBDIS: Well, you look great from here.
SCYLLA: Thank you. You look amazing.
CHARYBDIS:…..I know.
SCYLLA: You are SO full of it!
CHARYBDIS: Ha ha!
