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Edited on Sun Oct-16-05 05:47 PM by BigMcLargehuge
Cut to technical difficulties sign, three ads for personal injury lawyers, one ad for Spishak car wax, and a promo for next week's Jenny Jones. Cue music, pan audience, show Tom on stage with Maury.
Maury looks frightened: So Tom, as I was saying before the break... it appears that (he opens the envelop again and sees a photo of Connie Chung suspended over a vat of pirhana)... You really enjoyed working with Mr. Spielberg on War of the Worlds?
Tom: That's right Maury, and the bestest thing in the whole wide world was spending the off-set time with my oggie snoogums coochie coo Katie Watie Make a Baby Holmes...
Maury (looks off stage. Sees three blue shirted SEA ORG goons with a remote control connected to his electric neckband.): Uh... tell... me... how you two met.
Tom (Leaps off the stage and begins doing handsprings across the front row in front of the audience). I was introduced to her at a party. AND I LOVE HER TO PIECES!!!!! MARGAL GARGAL FLAGGA FLOOOOO!!!
Maury (glances down at the picture again and wonders if they are real pirhana in the tank then stares into the camera). Sweat breaks across his forehead: I can tell you're really head over heels for her...
Tom: (Bites the fingers off someone in the first row. Blood drizzles down his chin as he chews the meat and bone). ONCE MY MATING CYCLE IS COMPLETE THE EARTH WILL BOW BEFORE ZARKON THE DEFILER!!! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!
Maury: Run everyone! RUN!!! ARGHGHGHGHGHG!!!! (another zap the collar. He drops to the stage, writhing.)
Something like that I figure.
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