The improv game

[C_Rush]

"I'm getting angry!" Bob shouted. "You won't like me when I'm angry!"

[Flash]

"Oh no?" A deep voice asked from the corner of the pub. "And why's that?"

[CaptainCrunch]

"oh crap" Bob Muttered into his glass of Red Wine. Since he was a little person, he couldn't hold his liquor and he boldly turned around and walked over to the corner with bad intentions. However his bravery vanished when he came face to face with . . .

[browna]

His ex Fiance Joan. Joan left him years ago because of his temper..probably, although his height had something to do with it...as he got closer Bob couldn't help but notice something was different about Joan...baggy clothes, no makeup, some facial featues somewhat altered, including a squarer jaw....."Hi Joan, didn't think I'd see you at a place like this"...to which Joan replied....

[LChoy]

I'm starting a new life Bob. I'm a different person now than you use to me as. I got some work done *shows off the jaw*
After our relationship, I come to realize that dudes have it better. I go by "John" now
Here, that a look at....

[Bagor]

My tattoo.

Joan (formerly known as John) lifted the back of her t-shirt ( it stunk) to reveal a black and grey blobby portrait surrounded by another lump of black and grey.

Bob looked, Bob gasped and then after a pause Bob fell onto the floor laughing hysterically.

He got up (not very far), composed himself, stifled more laughs and asked .....

[CaptainCrunch]

"Is that supposed to be Jimmy Hendrix or Gary Coleman?"

Joan/John spun around with an angry look in his or her eyes.

"So halfpint . . . you find a job yet or are you still a circus cannon ball?"

Bob mumbled something, and Joan/John leaned in close and cupped her/his hand to her/his ear.

"Whats that short stuff, I didn't quite catch that"

Bob mustered up his dignity, climbed up on a chair, got up on his toes and leaned in as close to his ex's face as possible and shouted . . .

[C_Rush]

"At least my balls are real!"