Monty by Jim Meddick for March 22, 2015
March 21, 2015
March 23, 2015
Transcript:
Morty... There's something I've been meaning to discuss with you... Maybe you'd better sit down... Ok, sport. Sure thing. Y'know ol friend... We've had a good run over the years... We've had some good times... C'mon pal... You didn't ask me to hang out after the show just t' reminisce... What's this all about? It's the act, Morty... It... It's getting stale... Maybe it's time we went our separate ways... It's the new girlfriend, isn't it? She's been bad mouthin' me behind my back... No. This has nothing to do with her... It's strictly business... Y'know... I'd never peg you for th'type t' let a dame drive a wedge between you and a pal... It's not like that, Morty! Maybe if you spend more time working on your material instead of working on a bottle! Please stay out of it let me handle this... I knew it! I knew it!
This is way too creepy. Morty reminds me of Chuckie and a host of others, and of a terrorized Karen Black. Shudder.At least the hand-puppet “new girlfriend” seems a bit less fearsome….