Millionaires

"A hundred." "Ten hundred." "A hundred hundred." "A hundred million hundred hundred." "Liar." "Not so, I've seen it." "Where?" "In his wallet, my dad, it's stuffed,  with dollars and bucks'n bucks,  millions of 'em; more'n I can count." "You can't count stupid; you're stupid." "Not" "My mom said so, 'you not off to play with that stupid boy, Billy, are you?' that's what she said" "I can too, count."? "Can't" "Can, onetwothreefour, six, a hundred."? "Stupid, stupid, stupid you stink too, smelly, stupid smelleeee stuuupid smelly stupid smelly stupid Billy's smelly stupid. If you're so rich, why do you stink?" "shut up.  Anyway, what does your mom know? She can't even drive." "She can too." "Can't!" "Doesn't have to; she's rich,  so doesn't have to. She has a million million dollars." "Liar!" "Honest,  she keeps it in a jar. My Pop doesn't even know, but I've seen it!" "Liar, liar pants on fire" "Look, I took one." "Wow!" "Wanna buy some candy?" "Sure" "You won't tell?" "Never" "Hope to die?" "Hope to die." Dialogue Proficiency Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Matt Caliri Date Written: December 8th 2022