*drama beat*
“…Did you see where Anti-Joyce went off to? I want to see if she’s doing anything tonight.”
“I want to be sure she doesn’t steal Jason’s pants again.”
What is it, Walky? Is it some kind of atmospheric phenomenon?
Perhaps something to do with the hydrological cycle?
It might involve condensed atmospheric water vapor.
What could this precipitate?
Did little Timmy fall down a well
I can feel the storytelling decompressing.
C’mon Walky, you have a hood for a reason. Don’t get sick!
“Do you have a bandaid? I just bit my finger.”
*drum roll*
Oh shit, here it comes.
“I forgot my key, I’m locked out”
Get ready, here it comes!
“‘Wait,’ he says. Do I look like a waiter?”
Son of a submariner!
“Run, run! Or you’ll be well done!”
This is it.
Originally posted: May 3, 2002
Here it comes…
The most touching, moving, and organically genuine moment, arguably in all of Willis’s vast body of work, where he has repeatedly made us feel.
We should, of course, make fun of it at every opportunity.
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“…Did you see where Anti-Joyce went off to? I want to see if she’s doing anything tonight.”
“I want to be sure she doesn’t steal Jason’s pants again.”
What is it, Walky? Is it some kind of atmospheric phenomenon?
Perhaps something to do with the hydrological cycle?
It might involve condensed atmospheric water vapor.
What could this precipitate?
Did little Timmy fall down a well
I can feel the storytelling decompressing.
C’mon Walky, you have a hood for a reason. Don’t get sick!
“Do you have a bandaid? I just bit my finger.”
*drum roll*
Oh shit, here it comes.
“I forgot my key, I’m locked out”
Get ready, here it comes!
“‘Wait,’ he says. Do I look like a waiter?”
Son of a submariner!
“Run, run! Or you’ll be well done!”
This is it.
Originally posted:
May 3, 2002
Here it comes…
The most touching, moving, and organically genuine moment, arguably in all of Willis’s vast body of work, where he has repeatedly made us feel.
We should, of course, make fun of it at every opportunity.