9 Fay's Talk Show starring Fay Koprah c/c?
In the kitchen Yid was arguing with Chef Carrol, trying to force him to re-use the old coffee grounds. "They won't know the difference!" he yelled, "And I'm in business to make a profit!" The chef held his grounds...er, ground.
Baby Blues Rocks shifted her skirt and straightened the seam in her stocking - and act not unnoticed by the town reprobate and horny dude, Angus, who was gluing a tiny mirror to the toe of his shoe. (A trick he learned in grade school.) He smiled to himself thinking, "Finally, women are wearing skirts again!"
MtheoryRules was alone at another table, yet again completing the New York Times Sunday crossword puzzle in record time. The door opened and Shultzie, in full uniform as usual, goosestepped up to the bar, his saxophone inadvertently banging into Dondi's head. "Hey!" Dondi yelled, rubbing the newest saxophone-caused bump on the back of his head. Shultzie appologized profusely, as was his habit, took a seat and ordered a hyssop tea. Dondi thought to himself, "I don't know if I trust Shultzie anymore; maybe it's his peculiar accent." Debra was next to enter. She grinned, tipped her hat and hollared, "Yahoo! How's about a Mountain Dew for this here cowgirl?" Yidiot, hearing Debra, grabbed a can out of the cooler; he wanted to wait on her, say something clever so she might see him as more than a fr... His thought was interrupted by gas. Debra, unknowingly, had dodged a bullet.
Back at Harpok Yaf Studios the writers were arguing over who would be the one to pick up lunch, who would be the one to tell Fay they'd seen Studman kissing Hiram and who would be the one to come up with a reasonably good idea for the show. They were blocked. If only some of the potato salad had been saved... If only.
Stay tuned. I'll return after this lengthy commercial or sooner if I get some idea what's going to happen...today.
We interrupt this program for a special message from the President (cough) of MSNBC...cough...about the Swine Flu)
Fay - ...nd she didn't mind you putting it there?
Baby Blues Guy - Not after she saw all the attention she got. People would drive by her house, beep their horns, call her at all hours day and night...
Fay - Baby Blues Rocks, you weren't at all shy of the attention it got you?
BBR _ Well, Fay, I really didn't want my poem published on the society page, but BBGuy insisted - and it turned out he was wiser than I thought. Heh heh.
Fay - Bluebell, it's your turn at the plate, Dear. What would you like to say, Sweetie?
Bluebell - Uh, that guy playing the horn, Fay?
Fay - That's our darling Shultzie, Bluebell!
Bluebell - Whatevah; the *&%$$## stole all the Twinkies outta the Green Room then hit some guy in the back of the head with his saxophone!
(from back stage) IT'S A FRENCH HORN!