-What are you doing? I arranged for that man’s safety!
*Command doesn’t give a fuck about him. They just want you.
-You’ll be shot for this outrage!
*No, I’ll be chewed out. I’ve been chewed out before
a new movie…not necessarily a comedy but i laughed through it
It wasn’t the outsidedness (<new word) of comedy that threw me off. It was the newness of the flick. It went untouched for a day or two, so it was time for help. No worries.
“I had a mother lined up for him, but she’s bangin’ the Pepperidge Farm guy and the kid won’t stop peeing and throwing up, he’s like a cocker spaniel.”
-Now each battalion has a specific code-name and mission. Battalion 5, raise your hands! You will be the all important first defense wave, which we will call “Operation Human Shield”.
*Hey, wait a minute…
-Now keep in mind, ‘Operation Human Shield’ will suffer heavy losses. But don’t lose your spirit men! Stay until the bitter end. Battalion 14? Right, you are ‘Operation Get Behind The Darkies’. You will follow Battalion 5 here and try not to get killed for God’s Sake. Are there any questions men?
Well, you see, I didn’t know where your office was. So I asked the newsboy. He didn’t know. So I asked the fireman, the green grocerer, the butcher, the baker, they didn’t know! But the liquor store guy… he knew.
“I will need two pieces of identification.
Ah yes…I have my temporary driver’s license, and my astronaut application form… I didn’t pass that though, I failed everything but the date of birth.”