I need to become a ventriloquist or something.

[athelind]

I swear, it's like Abbott and Costello live in my head sometimes. Every now and then, I come up with a gag that only works with a two-man vaudeville act.



[Bud and Lou are singing "The Twelve Days of Christmas". Bud skips a verse, and Lou stops him.]

Lou: Wait a minute! What about the eight maids a milkin'?
Bud: Oh, they're in there.
Lou: Whaddaya mean, "they're in there"? The song went right from seven to nine!
Bud: That's right -- it lacked eight.

[Lou looks flustered, but they continue the song -- skipping the eight maids in every subsequent verse.]

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*blink*

My brain just said "Right, I'm out of here" and was last seen hitching a ride to the MARTA station. I'm blaming you.