Ask Sue to throw boots and approve the lines of the Three Kingdoms!

Stand-up comic dialogue "throwing boots"

Performer: Sue

Today, I told a little joke. Good ... Since it's a joke, it's different from cross talk. Because the general cross talk jokes are all about this joke, and there is a steady stream, one after another. How about this joke? Not many jokes. As long as you have a good time, the joke is over. Of course, you can't help it if you don't like me, can you? If we don't like it, we can't go down and tickle you, can we? Anyway, that's all I said.

This joke is still true, that is, everything said in the cross talk is true. Let me tell you. It's about our neighbors. Our community, the one who said where you live, my home is at Shudeli 1 Harbin Road, Heping Road. If you don't believe me, you can ask. It's true. Look! It's the story of an old man next door. I live in number one, and he lives next door.

I am different from other crosstalk performers. Other crosstalk performers are afraid of being asked. What should I do? Where did the man say you lived? I haven't found a room yet! Generally speaking, I am afraid of being asked, I am not afraid!

It's the story of an old man next door, Shudeli No.1, I live in No.1, and our old man lives next door, number half. You can ask. This old man, what's the story? Only the old people near our home. I am in my sixties this year, deaf and blind, full of energy. Just a little, this leg may be due to the problem of sitting at a young age, catching a cold and having arthritis. There is something wrong with the heart, and the heart is weak. I am afraid of moving, my ears are good, I can hear everything, but when there is a big movement, my heart beats at that time. Not a good dancer.

The old man lives in two rooms, one on the first floor and the other on the ground floor. The room upstairs is clean and the floor is polished. The old man lives upstairs, but the downstairs is a mess. But the old man is old, over sixty, and a little sick. what should he do ？ It's too difficult to go upstairs. Why don't I move downstairs? I put my things downstairs and live downstairs. Upstairs is idle. It's not good for the elderly to have vacant rooms, so I'll just find a neighborhood. Find a tenant to rent out.

But after looking for it for many days, the tenant could not find it. Why? This old man is asking too much. Doesn't the old man have a heart attack? Afraid of moving, he has such a condition: "live in my room, there are many children, don't rent it." With a large population, it is not for rent. Fighting couples don't rent. Those who like to listen to the radio in the morning and evening don't rent. Even if you have a watch, don't rent it at all "I'm afraid of the sound.

Looking around, as luck would have it, I really found a tenant introduced by a friend. Well, this tenant is a man, a young man in his twenties, who lives in Tianjin. All his old people are in other provinces. Where can I find a room when he thinks I'm here? As soon as a friend introduced him, there was such a room here, and he lived in the right place. He told the old man that he was happy, alone and childless. Great, ok! Stay with me, yes.

Calling the young man, the old man asked, "What's the matter, do you have a watch?"

"I don't, I only have a watch."

"Well, do you like snoring when you sleep?"

"Don't play. I lay like a dead dog. "

"That's great. Come on, live here. I will help you move it. Stay with me. You stay away from me. Because I am ill, it doesn't matter whether you pay the room rate or not. Come on, let's move upstairs.

The old man recruited a neighborhood. Are you satisfied? I am very happy. The old man goes to bed early every day. Ordinary old people want him to go to bed early and get up early, and get up early for a walk in the morning. What about at night? I went to bed at eight or nine.

The old man fell asleep, and he fell asleep when he heard the sound of "dong, dong, dong, dong" going upstairs. What are these conditions for this old man, huh? There's only one left. The young man is good at wearing leather boots, but he didn't pay attention to this one. The boots rang and drummed upstairs. This time is about twelve o'clock. The man said, why did this young man come back so late? Isn't the young man in love alone? After work, either go out for a walk or go to the movies. I have to come back at twelve o'clock one day anyway.

His boots banged and the old man's heart pounded. I woke up the old man. Upstairs, the young man sat on the bed and took off his boots. "Mao!" "Where is the floor, huh? This time, this guy took this off and said, "Mao! "Both boots were thrown there. The old man is downstairs, and his heart almost didn't jump out, I tell you. " Wow, kid, oh, what is this, throwing bombs? Huh? What the ... oh, don't ask, ah, these boots will ring upstairs. They must be throwing boots. Oh, I really can't stand it. "The old man didn't fall asleep until two hours later. He didn't show up all day. He did it every day for a week. He comes back around 0/2 o'clock every day/kloc-and goes upstairs to take off his boots. Dangdang! "Accurate twice. The old man has to throw away these two boots every day before he can sleep, otherwise he will wake up soon, break down soon and can't sleep.

On this day, the old man couldn't hold back and went to find the young man. "Young man, alas, why did you come back so late?" It doesn't matter if you come back late, walk briskly! Can you stand these two boots? Huh? Look, you raise your feet. Wow, you see there are more than 30 nails alone. I mean, it's too noisy. Your boots weigh 20 pounds, don't they? Huh? You Mao Mao on your floor every day. Can't I stand this thing? Huh? At this rate, no, you have to move, okay? If you live in my room, it doesn't matter whether you pay the room rate or not. You can stay in my room, so be careful, okay? This is what I ask of you, okay? "

Young people also feel sorry for the old people. "Grandpa, you mentioned it to me today, and I accepted it. I'll ... I'll pay attention to it later. I walk lightly. I ... I put it there slowly when I take off my boots. I ... I won't throw it away. "

"Oh, that's great! If we don't throw our boots, we are good neighbors. It doesn't matter whether we pay the room or not, huh? Remember! Ah? "

"All right, old man."

The old man gave an opinion. That night, the old man stared and was afraid of this ... This opinion will not have any effect. At about twelve o'clock, I opened the gate and came in. Knock, knock, knock. Here we go again. Go upstairs as usual and take off your boots. "collapse!" After throwing this away, I remembered, ouch, wow, what brain? You see, the old man gave me advice ... this thing, I should remember it with confidence, I accept it, you see, and then throw it away. Come on, take this off, fade it, and put it there gently. Let's talk about it tomorrow when the young man thinks it over. Well, the old man got up at dawn and knocked on the young man's door upstairs. "Young man, wake up, wake up, ah, don't sleep, find a house and move quickly!" Huh? Gee, you can throw two every day. I can go to bed after throwing them away. You threw one yesterday, and I waited for that one. I stayed up all night! ! "