Being Rescued

Irma: Do you really think we’ll Be rescued? It’s been six hours and I’m Losing hope.

Bert: It’s hard to say. I’m sure Search and rescue teams are looking for us as we speak.

Irma: But what if they don’t come In time? We didn’t bring any Provisions and we’re almost out of water.

Bert: You’re afraid of Starvation and Dying of thirst? I think we’d die from Hypothermia or Exposure to the elements first.

Irma: Thanks. I hadn’t thought of that until you mentioned it. Hey, I think that’s the sound of a Helicopter.

Bert: You’re Hearing things. That’s not a helicopter.

Irma: I think I hear search and rescue dogs. I think they’re Onto our Scent!

Bert: I think you’re starting To hallucinate. I don’t hear anything.

Irma: Can’t you just Humor me? I’m trying To keep hope alive.

Bert: Oh, sure. Hey, I think I hear something.

Irma: You do?

Bert: Yeah, it’s Santa Claus on his Sleigh.

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