Sunday, May 01, 2016
Reality Show
-And especially her Bum of the Month?
-That mostly, so we stage a reality show
for her.
-Pick Your Husband!
-How did you know?
-Vast experience in barroom hazes.
-Stop right there! We all stay sober. Even hire
a professional MC.
-And the candidates ARE?
-John the Bouncer-Poet.
-Quite a longshot he!
-Harley the motorcycle guy.
-Outa jail again?
-Cut his hair too! And Max the Professor,
AND! Max the Accountant.
-Extensively degreed, both!
-At the other end, Lettuce, the Farmer.
-Does he deliver to Whole Foods?
-Almost exclusively.
-Completes the cast?
-Save for Sammy Suck-Around, with her since
grammar school!
-Then let’s get on with it!
-Each glows! In bloated intro of the MC! Some accept shyly,
others add disgusting detail.
-Dog and Pony Show!
-But such a prize! The much more than camera-ready Cynthia!
-Finally, finally, chooses one?
-We wake up Piano Man, and he pounds out ragtime suspense chords!
-And the winner IS!
-You’d never guess.
-I see Max the Accountant as the most bizarre, thus probable.
-Good guess. Uh, orate again?
-And the winner IS!
-The MC!
-Shock-o-REENO!
-Leaves with him--both coiffed approximately the same.
-Unfair! Beauties already clog the market in Show Business!
-Marrieds live in Jersey City now. He wanted to be close to
the dog food factory he’s spokesman for.
-And they say Method-Acting is dead!
-She dresses as a Yellow Lab when they tour.
Labels: bar, candidates for husband, contest, friends, husband, reality TV
