Spaceman Stickup: Sci-Fi (Humor)

I was just sitting behind the counter, me, minding my own business, listening to the radio and flipping through the nudie pics, when this guy just comes in and tries to stick me up. 'Cept, the funny thing is, he don't know how! I been stuck up...lemme see...must be three times since I got this job? Mostly, once they figure out that I'm cool, they're cool. They get their money, I don't get shot, and it's all good. This guy, though, he didn't have the first damn clue. I mean, really! Dude didn't even a have a proper gun, y'know what I'm sayin'? He had this toy thing, like you'd get from Wal-Mart. It made beeping noises, and it was bright green and pink. Beeping noises. I swear, man, I ain't shittin' you. You think I could make this shit up?


Inspiration: None. I just had a brief image of a guy sitting behind a counter the second before I started writing.
Story Potential: High.
Finished Length: Short story.
Notes: I like this a lot. I like the slang, I like the feel of it.... I don't know why the gas station was held up, but I bet I could figure it out. Maybe I will.