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Join Date: Aug 2003
Location: I win hearts by saving lives
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Aug 4th, 2003, 11:19 AM
This one is, like, a special political, racial equality, anti-homophobia installment (with a special appearance by Emanual Lewis!):
Having successfully lied to his wife, Mr. Roper arrives at the roller-discotheque in fine fashion. While strapping on his rainbow coloured skates, a short black man accidentally bumps into Stanley’s leg. Why, it’s Webster ... in a rad red leather jacket with all kinds of zippers! * the audience gives one of those obligatory extended guest star ovations *
“Sorry, bro” << audience laughs
Mr.Roper shakes his fist.
Music starts up: * "Watch out ... Here I come" *
Webster gets on the floor and starts busting some ill moves … like, I’m talking Michael Jackson Thriller shit. Everyone gathers around.
Mr.Roper is amused, oddly excited, and then totally absorbed in Webster’s every move.
Call it ecstasy, call it the neo-paganism of the 70’s roller rink ... call it whatever you want, Stanley’s down for whateva: he joins Webster on the floor, and they spin in circles.
music: "You spin me right round, baby
Right round, round –round …"
the rest writes itself ...
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I was reading a rather droll bio on Elvis Presley and read that he polypharmed, and I think that Polly Pharmer would make a great pen name.
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