“What are you watching?”
“Sumo.”
“What?”
“Sumo.”
“Sumo is not a word, Claire.”
“It is, Ethel.”
“It’s the BEST word!”
“It’s not the best word, Daniel.”
“It’s pretty close. Sumo! See? It’s so fun to say!”
“It is a good word, isn’t it, Daniel? And it’s the best sport.”
“It’s not a sport, Claire!”
“It is, Ethel.”
“Yeah, actually it is, Ethel.”
“Stop siding with Claire, Tina.”
“And me!”
“And Daniel, Tina.”
“But it is a sport. Claire’s right for once.”
“I’m always right!”
“And me!”
“Shut up, Daniel!”
“It totally isn’t a sport. Claire hates sport.”
“Not sumo. I wish I was a sumo.”
“It’s still not a sport. They’re not even wearing trainers. Or tshirts.”
“You’re not even wearing trainers or tshirts, Ethel!”
“I’m wearing pajamas.”
“We’re all wearing pajamas, Ethel. It’s 8 o clock in the evening.”
“Daniel’s not wearing pajamas.”
“Daniel never wears pajamas.”
“I’m wearing a robe!”
“That’s a type of pajamas.”
“No it’s not!”
“It is!”
“You’re a type of pajamas, Claire.”
“No I’m not!”
“You are!”
“That doesn’t even make sense, Ethel.”
“Yeah, well sumo doesn’t make sense.”
“Yes it does!”
“No it doesn’t!”
“Maybe if you shut up for a bit and watched the sumo you’d understand sumo, Ethel.”
“I wouldn’t!”
“You might!”
“Sumo! Sumo! Sumo!”
“Be quiet Daniel!”
“(sumo sumo sumo)”
“I can still hear you, Daniel!”
“You can’t!”
“I can!”
“Can’t!”
“Can!”
(repeat until end of sumo)
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Notes:
1. Written on October 17th, 2025
2. A sequel to Tale #146
3. And also Tale #167
4. And possibly some more who knows