Post by TytotheG on Feb 22, 2005 0:18:34 GMT -5
Like I've mentioned before, I am in the sketch comedy troupe, "The Steve Breadstone Experience" www.stevebreadstone.com
I wrote a sketch that we will shoot and edit in the next few weeks, its not competley finished but its good enough!!
Here's a link to its current location stevebreadstone.proboards33.com/index.cgi?board=sketch&action=display&thread=1109039759
But here is the sketch for those who are lazy.
It's called DOG FECES.
Tyler and Aaron are walking down a wintery street.
Aaron: I'm so glad you are coming with me to see my favourite sports team, The Manitoba Moose!!!
Tyler: No problem Aaron, I've been having a hard time with hockey since the Jets left. Just can't get my enthusiasm back for the game...
Aaron: Wait till you see them fly down the ice, its gonna be great, Roy to Kesler, what a shot...
Tyler: Yeah in the past, when someone asked me to go to a Moose game, i'd say yeah and then make up some lame excuse to get out of it...
Aaron: I hope Mick E. Moose, dances in our section...
Ty: But I figured it was time, to drop my preconceived perceptions and just have a good time...
Ty n Aaron walk up on a peice of dog feces on the street. Ty stops and begins to stare
at the poop.
Aaron: Oh this is sure to be great fun, Tyler and Aaron, attending a Moose game. Together!
Ty: Oh my GOD.
Aaron: Wha, (looks around)
Ty: (crouches) what shame.
Aaron: What the poop?
Ty: (pays no attention, and is whispering) formidable...
Aaron: (annoyed) Tyler, lets go.
Ty: (stands, stares at Aaron) I am not leaving with out this.
Aaron: Tyler, please...
Ty: (Very serious) Somone dropped this...I have to find its rightful owner.
Aaron: Tyler, its poop...
Ty: Don't you think I know that!
Aaron: We're gonna be late, and to be honest this is wierd.
Ty: I have a responsibilty, its no different then if I found someones wallet, I'd want to smell the wallet, and find its rightful owner.
Aaron: Smell the wallet... what will that prove!?! You have no responsibility in this instance whatsoever.
Ty: Guess you've never lost anything.
Aaron: sigh
Ty: (on hands an knees, smelling the poop) Smells like a dogs poop.
Aaron: (shakes head, can't bring himself to speak)
Ty: It's not the owners fault this poop is here, but it's my fault, if I leave it.
Aaron: Thats pretty deep, but I think the the owner of this poop left it here, quite deliberatly.
Ty: hahahaha, you are so nieve.
Aaron: Well I'm gonna go.
Ty: (now setting up pylons around the poop's location)
Aaron: Where did u get those.....ahhh, nevermind. (Walks away)
Tyler stands looking at the dog excrement, Aaron has now left. Jay stands up.
Jay: Did he buy it?
Tyler: (Looks around) Yeah, he bought it...(cheer)
Jay: What should we do now??
Tyler: Not go to a Moose game, thats for sure!! I hate the Moose! (The laugh insanley)
Freeze and then slow fade out.
PAID FOR BY THE RETURN OF THE JETS CAMPAIGN!!!
I wrote a sketch that we will shoot and edit in the next few weeks, its not competley finished but its good enough!!
Here's a link to its current location stevebreadstone.proboards33.com/index.cgi?board=sketch&action=display&thread=1109039759
But here is the sketch for those who are lazy.
It's called DOG FECES.
Tyler and Aaron are walking down a wintery street.
Aaron: I'm so glad you are coming with me to see my favourite sports team, The Manitoba Moose!!!
Tyler: No problem Aaron, I've been having a hard time with hockey since the Jets left. Just can't get my enthusiasm back for the game...
Aaron: Wait till you see them fly down the ice, its gonna be great, Roy to Kesler, what a shot...
Tyler: Yeah in the past, when someone asked me to go to a Moose game, i'd say yeah and then make up some lame excuse to get out of it...
Aaron: I hope Mick E. Moose, dances in our section...
Ty: But I figured it was time, to drop my preconceived perceptions and just have a good time...
Ty n Aaron walk up on a peice of dog feces on the street. Ty stops and begins to stare
at the poop.
Aaron: Oh this is sure to be great fun, Tyler and Aaron, attending a Moose game. Together!
Ty: Oh my GOD.
Aaron: Wha, (looks around)
Ty: (crouches) what shame.
Aaron: What the poop?
Ty: (pays no attention, and is whispering) formidable...
Aaron: (annoyed) Tyler, lets go.
Ty: (stands, stares at Aaron) I am not leaving with out this.
Aaron: Tyler, please...
Ty: (Very serious) Somone dropped this...I have to find its rightful owner.
Aaron: Tyler, its poop...
Ty: Don't you think I know that!
Aaron: We're gonna be late, and to be honest this is wierd.
Ty: I have a responsibilty, its no different then if I found someones wallet, I'd want to smell the wallet, and find its rightful owner.
Aaron: Smell the wallet... what will that prove!?! You have no responsibility in this instance whatsoever.
Ty: Guess you've never lost anything.
Aaron: sigh
Ty: (on hands an knees, smelling the poop) Smells like a dogs poop.
Aaron: (shakes head, can't bring himself to speak)
Ty: It's not the owners fault this poop is here, but it's my fault, if I leave it.
Aaron: Thats pretty deep, but I think the the owner of this poop left it here, quite deliberatly.
Ty: hahahaha, you are so nieve.
Aaron: Well I'm gonna go.
Ty: (now setting up pylons around the poop's location)
Aaron: Where did u get those.....ahhh, nevermind. (Walks away)
Tyler stands looking at the dog excrement, Aaron has now left. Jay stands up.
Jay: Did he buy it?
Tyler: (Looks around) Yeah, he bought it...(cheer)
Jay: What should we do now??
Tyler: Not go to a Moose game, thats for sure!! I hate the Moose! (The laugh insanley)
Freeze and then slow fade out.
PAID FOR BY THE RETURN OF THE JETS CAMPAIGN!!!