Phone Convention, 2008

(iPhone is hanging out by himself. Blackberry enters.)

Blackberry: Oh, iPhone! Hey! What’s going on?
iPhone: (takes out his headphones) What?
Blackberry: Oh, I just…I said hey.
iPhone: Hey. (puts his headphones back in)
Blackberry: Sooooo. You got music on there? That’s pretty chill, pretty chillax. I do email too, though, so. You don’t have that on me! HA!
iPhone: (takes his headphones out) I’m sorry, were you talking?
Blackberry: Nah. Just…talking.
iPhone: Listen, I don’t even want to be here.
Blackberry: Yeah I mean, pshhh, me neither.

(Verizon Chocolate enters.)

Chocolate: Yo Yo. What up, chillen?
iPhone: Hey Choc. What’s crackin’ baby?
Blackberry: Oh…he-hey Chocolate.
Chocolate: What’s wrong, B-berry? You of all people should be cool wit me.
Blackberry: It’s just a name, Chocolate.
Chocolate: And this is just a FIST! (he lunges at Blackberry, and playfully puts him in a headlock) Oh B-Bear, I’m just playing. Just like old times!
Blackberry: I’m not THAT old.

(enter Boost Mobile Phone)

Boost: Where you at?
Chocolate: Oh great, this asshole again.
Boost: I said, where you a-
Chocolate: Does anyone even use you, Boost?
Boost: AHH I’LL KILL YOU MOTHERF-
iPhone: (takes his headphones out) Guys, come on. Just be cool. Be sleek and hip and cool and it’ll all be okay.
Chocolate: I don’t know why, but I believe him.
Boost: Me too.

(Razr creeps in, in a leather jacket and smelling of cigarettes)

Razr: Hey, you kids smoke?
iPhone: Razr, how many times do we have to tell you?
Razr: You sure you don’t want me to buy you some beer?
iPhone: Please leave. And take Rotary with you. Somehow he got out again.
Rotary: Where am I?