On The Feast Of Stephen

Scott-"Good King Wenceslas."

 Me-"What about him?"

Scott-"He's here in the room."

 Me-"What does he want?"

Scott-"He wants to be an actor/actress."

Like A Polaroid Picture

Scott shook his butt in his sleep on at least 2 separate occasions, that I happened to be awake for. The first time it happened, it was a simple wiggle. 

 The second time he did it, after he shook his butt he laughed and said, " I shook it. Once, twice, three times!" 

That Is The Question

When he started talking in his sleep the one night, I couldn't totally understand what he was saying at first (a common occurrence).  His mumbling had something to do with something someone had said. 

Me-"Who said it?"

Scott-"That guy. That that GUY!" (he points at our wall)

Me-"Who is he?"

Scott-"I don't know. That guy. (pauses) John."

Me-" John who?"

Scott-"Warne."

Me-"What did he say?"

Scott-"To die or not to die."