February 18, 1998

The Wednesday @ 22:00h Show THeme Song

But it's alright.
Time will be slowing down really soon.
And instead of an on-board motor I will just row
On the Wednesday @ 22:00h Show.

And I'll be getting my library money back soon
On the Wednesday @ 22:00h Show.

And if I get a car I'll get a ticket if there's room
On the Wednesday @ 22:00h Show.

And if I can't find a life I'll go ask the runes
Before the Wednesday @ 22:00h Show.

The Wednesday @ 22:00h Show Radio Play Theme Song

This is the next instalment of the Wednesday @ 22:00h Show Radio Play.

Give me a second while I find out
Where the last episode is and how it

ended.

Oh ya, Albolt wished for his wife Wendy to tell him who it was that knocked on the door.

He's forgotten all about Jeff's case
And perhaps about what he wished to save face

technically about.

Stacy seems to be getting more and more interested in Jeff.

Could it simply be a ploy
To turn him into her little toy?

And so get off the hook.

Jeff seems to be slipping quickly back into his innacurate mind.

Or is he just creating a ruse
So the trail of Stacy he won't lose?

It was an interlocking brick.

Oh Wendy played by me you are so pretty and so caring.

There is so much you have to retain
So that nothing escapes their brains,

like Stacy's sob story.

So in recap we must yet hear what Stacy did on that night at the club.

And who it is that threw the rock.
And who was it that had knocked

On the characters' door.

The Wednesday @ 22:00h Show Radio Play

Jeff- OK. Before we go any further- that is, before we find out from Wendy just who it was that was at the door that she talked to- I wish to say a few things. Now, many of you here might be thinking that I do things in a strange way. Sometimes I seem brilliant, while others I sound really stupid. Well I want you all to know that it has nothing to do with my intellect. Actually, much like she-to-whom-I-cannot-speak-to-directly-and- whose-name-I-cannot-even-apparently-say, I have made it a habit to live without thought. My actions therefore are wholly arbitrary in the sense of premeditated acts, but are very well planned in the grand sceme of things.

Albert- What are you talking about Jeff? Not only are you adding yet another issue into this confusing mess, you're not making any sense. If it's the case, as you say, that your actions are purely willed by the grand sceme of things, and yet you are able to reflect upon that, then your reflections are thoughtless. I could say the same thing and be equally true.

Jeff- Ya, but... uhm, well, you're lucky I happen to be speechless now or else, or else, I wouldn't be.

Alberton- REally Jeff, I think you should get help. Do you even know what you're talking about?

Jeff- I know a little of what I'm talking about.

(LAUGHTER)

Wendy- I find it insulting that my newly locute and proper method of speech is being suffuced by the ramblings on of Jeff. No offence Jeff- I always find your interjections entertaining and worthwhile. However, I seldom am allowed the opportunity to express my thoughts coherently and wish to be allowed to at this juncture.

Aftorieon- I'm sorry dear- if that's who you really are- it's just that... well... I can't express it. Please, I'd like to hear about who it was that came to the door.

Jeff- Yes Wendy, I'm sorry too. Though I say that with no thought, or intention.

Stacy- Since I have yet to have spoken I will do so now.

Wendy- Well, the person who came to the door was none other than Harold.

Adcsoterton- What?! What did he say? Did he hurt you? Is that why you're talking so funny?

Jeff- Why did he come? And how did he transform himself into a woman with two children wishing to greet you as new neighbours, as they have just recently moved in next door? And what did he want?

Stacy- I am as curious as he-to-whom-I-cannot-speak-but-whom-for- I-fell-greatly-indebted-if-not-but-for-opening-my-eyes-to-the- beuaty-that-the-world-can-hold.

Wendy- Actually Jeff, he wasn't a woman at all. He was Harold.

Stacy- From what I've heard of this Harold man, I would not wish to open the door to find him.

Ashcot- WHat did he say?

Wendy- Actually Asdoterchokorturoten you know you know oh no you know it's happened and before I forget forget for my health should I drink drink have I drunk or was I saying somthing oh yes what nice children Harold gave birth to.

Jeff- Please Wendy, try to make sense!

Stacy- Yes, Wendy! You can do it. I know you can. And when you do, I'll give you a Gimlet.

Wendy- Well, really. Harold's been eavesdropping on our conversation and wanted us to know that he didn't throw the brick.

Jeff- Igneous rock.

Alberot- Brick Jeff.

(LAUGHTER)

Achet- How did he eavesdrop?

Wendy- Well, it turns out that the phone bugging device that he gave Jeff for Christmas was really a bugging device for himself.

Jeff- Huh, so that's why it wouldn't work. I thought it was just tired and so I put it in my pocket until it was rested and agreed to listen in on others' conversation.

Wendy- That's what he was counting on Jeff. Can I have my dirnk now?

Stacy- So if Harold didn't throw the oyster-

Jeff- Igneous rock-

Albert- Interlocking brick-

Stacy- Then who did?

Jeff- I must admit that at this moment, the grand scheme of things has not allowed my investigatorial skills to penetrate that problem.

Abrothong- Jeff, please, try to understand. By your logic, that statement itself was allowed by the grand scheme of things. And so, really, you're not saying anything.

Jeff- If the grand scheme of things led me down that path Astercogingfroperton, I would inform you that I am aware of that and that my last sentence was uttered by Nature herself.

Stacy- Please Aderwilly and he-with-whom-I-am-smitten! Let's stay with the topic at hand. I have a plan. This person who threw the interlocking brick-

Jeff- Igneo-

Arnold- BRICK

Jeff- It's not me.

Stacy- might still be outside waiting for a reply to his note which read ""I'm sorry about the window, but I tripped and the rock in my hand went flying. Just kidding. Actually, this is someone you have all crossed. You are all going to pay for the disgrace you have paid me as soon as there is only three people in the houseso that I can enter without exceeding the legal limit. PS I may kill one of you to bring down the numbers." I suggest that we write a note of our own and attach it to something-

Wendy- Not the booze!

Stacy- and throw it out of a window of our own.

Jeff- You know, that sounds like it just mught work. IF he doesn't get a reply soon, he may take it upon himself to execute his threat.

Asteric- Shut-up Jeff.

Jeff- It's not me!

Stacy- So what do you guys think?

Jeff- I don't.

Stacy- Adrocofkokartollesserchat?

Al- Well...
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