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Showing posts with label klassic komedy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label klassic komedy. Show all posts

Tuesday, 27 April 2010

Komedy Klassics

Here's one from when the 'rents would drag me to church and I would sit at the bag and draw people as naked women and occasionally write scripts and draw t-shirt designs. This one was originally written in black felt tip.

Geoff: Why hello there!

Trev: I guess?

Geoff: Yes.

Trev: What?

Geoff: Hello!

Trev: Could you....stop?

Geoff: No!

Woman walks by.

Geoff: Hello!

Sharon: Why?

Geoff: I work for the Make a Wish Foundation.

Trev: And someone wished there would be an obnoxious man shouting pleasantries at people?

Geoff: Yes! Hello to you! [Geoff slaps Trev]

Enter Simon. Simon is a young boy who is pathetic and I bet when he is away from this script he irritates his brother by FUCKING SINGING all the time and making rude comments and gahhh what a FUCKING DICK.

Simon: Hello Geoff.

Geoff: Aren't you dying? I have to be a dick because you're dying.

Simon: I'm not dying. Perhaps somebody else is?

Trev: So you're just a dick?

Geoff: No, no. He's dying. I saw him in hospital.

Simon: Did you?

Geoff: I...I thought I did. But if you're alive, maybe I'm insane.

Simon: Quite.

Trev: Wanna bum?

Geoff: Yeahhhhhhh

The Who plays.

So there we go, some klassic komedy for anyone who loves that kind of ting, mon.