I can picture this poor schlub doing this act in a Ramada Inn function room for a Kiwanis convention in a few years, after the motivational speaker and the chicken and shells. And that’s if he’s a success. Otherwise he’ll be waiting for a callback after submitting his resume to a Blue Man Group franchise for the fifth time.
I know I’ve seen this act somewhere before. Hmmm…
I’ll see you all at the In-N-Out, after the what-have-you.
(Thanks to regular reader and commenter and all-around good guy Charles Schneider for sending that along)
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You have to do something when you graduate with a major in mime and a minor in modern dance.
I've always said the two funniest words in the English language are "Interpretive Dance." My dancer friends disagree.
My impression of interpretive dance is an old SNL skit with Steve Martin and Dan Ackroyd with a load of variations in saying "What the Hell is that?"
I know what the hell that is!