Marcus: Well, I guess it's just you and me today, Merci. The rest of the crew are sacked out in this heat and humidity.
Merci: I'm just waking from a nap and can't think of a thing to post. What about you?
Marcus: No, I can't think of a thing either.
Merci: I know! We can post a joke. Do you know a joke?
Marcus: No. Wait, I do know one. Why was the cat afraid of the tree?
Merci: I don't know. Perhaps it got stuck in a tree once and had to be rescued by the fire department. That would make me afraid of a tree.
Marcus: Let me know when you start climbing a tree. I want a video!
Merci: So why was the cat afraid of the tree?
Marcus: Because of the bark.
Merci: Because of the bark? Were you hiding behind the tree? You bark like a crazy dog and I'd sure be scared of a tree if I thought it barked like you.
Marcus: I'm insulted. I am the quietest, best-behaved pup you've ever met.
Merci: In your dreams! And speaking of dreams, it's time for me to finish the one I was having before you woke me for this post.
Marcus: A good dream?
Merci: The best! The cats and I had peace and quiet for two whole days. It was wonderful.
Marcus: Two days of quiet. How did that happen?
Merci: You had laryngitis.
