INT. HOME OF FRIEND TWO - NIGHT
FRIEND ONE and FRIEND TWO are having a nice conversation with a THIRD PARTY at a pleasant, neighborhood cocktail hour. FRIEND TWO is drunk.
FRIEND ONE
This party has turned out to be really nice! It's great to meet some new friendly people!
THIRD PARTY
And I love what you've done with the place! The Master Bedroom is terrific!
FRIEND TWO
(mildly slurring)
Yeah! It sure was terrific last night!
FRIEND ONE
You mean with all those armadillos on the bed?
FRIEND TWO does a spit-take.
And so forth.
Anyway, at least to some degree, the term seems to be catching on! I love this. I think there's a genius in it. Get an armored truck, paint "SURVEILLANCE VEHICLE" on the side, and then just park it wherever there seems to be trouble. This slices through to a heady truth about life: people behave when they think they're being watched. It's one of the reasons why parents raise their kids to believe in God -they know they're not going to be there all the time to supervise. So am I saying God is one big armadillo? One could argue that, I guess, but then you'd be putting the world in jeopardy of imminent social chaos. Some try.
Security forces around the nation are watching this in earnest, thinking: that one's going to be tough to beat.
"Police say they have a four-week waiting list of requests for the Armadillo."
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