How to Be an Entertainer Workshop #3, Caritas, 06.07.06, Afternoon

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

After the students had walked into Caritas and settled in, the familiar opening to The Final Countdown began. GOB walked onto the stage much more calmly than usual and waved to the students before finally stopping and speaking into the microphone. "You know, I just flew in from California, and boy is this joke tired!"

The zombie drummer rolled off a perfect rimshot.

"Continuing with last week's comedy theme, today we're going to be trying out standup comedy. A standup just has to be funny, so the entrance isn't as important as it is for other forms of entertainment. Just walk out to your music, be gentle with your audience, then rip into whatever the hell you want for a few minutes. Take a couple minutes to come up with your act, then take turns up here."

"The only rule is that you have to be funny. It doesn't matter what you joke about as long as you remember that. Also, don't mock me or you get detention. Just because I have a thick skin doesn't mean I have to use it."

"Oh, at the end of the month, you all have to participate in a talent show. And next week I'm coaching a basketball game. Come out to see!"

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Re: The Stage [WS3]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John's mind is just about blank. Only one thing, ONE THING, rings in his head to try and make GOB laugh.

So, he has the zombie band queue up Michael Jackson's Black and White, changes into a grey shirt, grey pants and grey shoes and grey cap.

On his face? Grey paint.

He struts on stage and pulls out a pencil, sharpened and long.

"I am the Crazy Hooker. I will cut you and your babies and your dog too. Also, I wear pink slippers when no one's paying attention. I live with a mute woman who might be sister or my aunt or my cousin or all three. Shut up, I WILL CUT YOU."

And he does several slashing moves with his pencil.

Re: The Stage [WS3]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"Excuse me," GOB said. He then walked to the back and based on how long he was gone, he probably went to the apartment above the bar. The students could probably hear somebody laughing somewhere above them. A lot.

After a couple minutes, he returned, tears in his eyes. "Sorry about that. I just don't want to die. You heard nothing."

Re: The Stage [WS3]

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I heard nothing," John repeats. "I did all right, then?"

Re: The Stage [WS3]

[bluth-illusions.livejournal.com]

"No comment," GOB said, smiling.