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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
Daniel:
JACK:
((Jack takes all this into consideration.))
**Well, hell, I already feel better lettin' all this go on the couch,... guess I could let everything go for a day or two, just to get back inta bein' me, if ya take ma drift. I could use a bit a' complete release....**
((Jack looks at the prescription.)) **Sure 'nuff. Just doin' it once ain't gonna kill me.**
Mikaela:
((In the meantime....))
MONROE:
((Wakes up and realizes he's got everything he's dreamed of. ALMA sleeping contentedly next to him, an instant little respectable family with two nice kids and (he wouldn't be at all surprised to find out) a third little one on the way. He's managing a small business. They live in a decent house, he's well enough respected in the community (nobody knows anything about CHER, nor about his constant gourmet urges, after all!), and it will soon be Thanksgiving, that wonderful day of relishing family reunions, a special time for closeness and for giving thanks for all the above. ))
** This probably is.... as good as it ever gets. **
** The world sure looks really colourful from my vantage point these days! **
saucycobblers:
((Meanwhile, somewhere in Riverton...
JBB wakes up outside ALMA's front door and realises he dreamt the whole thing. There's no TERRY CLOTH waiting at the bottom of the steps to hold the lovelorn butt lotion in his warm wefted folds. All that JBB can see is tumbleweed rolling lazily across the parking lot, and a few broken pieces of the Riverton set lying in some frankly peculiar places. JBB wonders what he missed during his long dream-fest.
Sighing heavily, JBB remembers the stinging rebuff he received from BAD BYRON, and suspects he has been replaced in YOUNG JACK's affections by one of those alluringly perfumed lotions one can procure at most major retail outlets (and online at Brokenarse Enterprises, subject to availability and handling charges). There doesn't seem to be much to stay around for...
And so our intrepid butt lotion must hit the road once more, and search for acting challenges anew. JBB takes one last look at the Riverton set and smiles at the many happy memories he will hold in his creamy heart always.
He thinks once more of the warshrag and, as is his wont at such times, sings a melody of Ms Tammy Wynette's that always made him think of his beloved TERRY CLOTH, as he shuffles off into the Brokenarse sunset...))
**Sometimes it's hard to be a butt cream
Giving all your lotion to just one rag
You'll have bad times, and he'll have good times
With JAMMY PANTS in the laundry bag
But if you love him please forgive him
Even though he makes you wanna nag
And if you love him, whoa be proud of him
Cause after all he's just a rag
Stand by your rag
Give him two loops to cling to
And wefts so warm to come to
When laundromats are cold and lonely
Stand by your rag
And show Brokenarse you love him
Keep following the care instructions on his tag
Stand by your rag
And if you love him, whoa be proud of him
Cause after all he's just a rag
Stand by your rag
Give him two loops to cling to
And wefts so warm to come to
When laundromats are cold and lonely
Stand by your rag
And show Brokenarse you love him
Keep following the care instructions on his tag
Stand by your rag**
Daniel:
JACK:
((After two days of relaxation and, ahem, counseling, Jack returns to the psychiatrist.))
**Well, it didn't fix everythin' but it sure made me feel a whole lot better 'bout maself, and I guess that's the 'mportant thing.**
((Jack stops and looks in a mirror.))
**Juancarlo said I might look better with a 'stache, whaddaya think? It'd sure be different, but hell, different might be good.**
Meryl:
JUANCARLO BELLISSIMO, Ph.D.:
** Senor Twist, it has been my privilege to counsel you. May I say that your buckaroo as you call him is a very fortunate man. I wish you all good fortune with your relationship. And do feel free to call me any time! Adios! **
MEXICAN PSYCHIATRIST:
**Senor Twist, I am only too happy to beed you goodbye. Your beautiful smile has returned, and the mustachio ees just the thing for a mid-life crisis. Eet has helped many an hombre Americano get through the travails of Thanksgiving weeth the in-laws. Good luck to you, my son! **
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