Here is a skit that makes nobody laugh except me! What do you readers think?
INT. BEDROOM - DAY
This is an 80’s Porn Shoot, complete with shitty jazz music
and the like. Lonely housewife, JAZZMINE, 29, rubs teenage
boy’s PAUL’s, 19, chest. Both are clothed.
PAUL
Wait a second...
Paul looks down at his crotch. Close up on Paul’s face as he
speaks to the audience.
PAUL (CONT’D)
Guys! I have a boner!
A gorilla suit and a bunch of go go dancers come in and
dance.
Paul picks up the phone and dials.
FANCY OFFICIAL
Hello, National Boner Hating
Association! How may I help you?
PAUL
Guys, I have a boner!
FANCY OFFICIAL
Who is this!? How dare you insult
the Boner Hating Association with
this outrageous phone call! Why I
oughta-
Paul slams the phone! He runs over to Jazzmine.
PAUL
I have to put this into my novel!
Paul opens up his moleskin.
PAUL
Protagonist... has... boner. Yes,
yes, this is very insightful.
Ahh... Hmm. Look out Cormac
McCarthy. Hmm. I don’t think the
Road has any boners, yes. No boners
in ‘The Road’.
Paul closes the moleskin. He smiles for a beat. Then his face
grows morbidly serious.
PAUL (CONT’D)
I hate myself so much.
FADE OUT:
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