Capsules

A short dialogue between the scattered parts of Mister Philippe, trying to figure out how to glue himself together after his failed Shaolin trick: m.Philippe 3: Oh my oh my oh my! So much capsules! m.Philippe 47: Oh my oh my oh my! So much of myself! m.Philippe 42: What a mess… m.Philippe 332: Do someone remember what Cantilena said we must do? All of them: Heh… No idea, no idea, nnnoo idddeaaaa, no ide, aaaa, no aaa, no iiino ide, no idea no…no...nononononon..iddddea ! m.Philippe 1 (Mumbling): ...grrrr...idiots. Erotic m.Philippe 69: I hear you! m.Philippe 3, 39 & 158: Shut up! m.Philippe 297: Hey, did you see that? There’s something moving in some of them! m.Philippe 3: Don’t touch anything… Hey! What I just said! m.Philippe 999 :You're not my father! Beside, it was pretty tasty! m.Philippe 47: We definetly need help. Very Erotic m.Philippe 698: She already helped us. m.Philippe 47: We need *more* help.