Waiting for Waiting

A crap-strewn strip of suburban beach with two empty knocked-about deck chairs. GERRY and MCGINTY stroll into view dressed in theatrical tramp-like gear. This could be a novelle vague Laurel and Hardy about to launch into a particularly untuneful version of the Trail of the Lonesome Pine. One is fat and the other thin. Or one is tall and the other short. But they are different...