Well I see your
Small Wonder, and raise you a
The State.
I miss that show.
A few people from Reno 911 came from "The State", Trudy did, the gay one with short pants did, and the guy that pepersprayed the gay officer was in "The State".
One of my favorite skits was "The Jew, The Italian, and The Red Haired Gay"
Quote:
The Jew, The Italian, and The Red Head Gay
David (Jew), Ken (Italian) and Kevin (Red head Gay): The Jew, the Italian and the Red Head Gay, we all live together on Avenue A, we have zany adventures from day to day.
David: The Jew!
Ken: The Italian!
Kevin: And the Red Head Gay!
David: Come on Ken, it's the end of the month. We need the money for the rent, where's the money?
Ken: Oh, I'm sorry Dave, I spent it all on pasta. I'm gonna make a big tomato sauce.
Kevin: Oh, I would help you with that Ken, but I'm busy picking out these pretty curtain patterns for the apartment.
David: Fine, I'm gonna go get some bagels, I guess.
Kevin: Okay. Toodleoo schnookums!
Ken: All right Dave, Ariverderchi!
Ken, David, and Kevin: The Jew, the Italian and the Red Head Gay, we all live together on Avenue A, we each see the world in our own way.
David: The Jew!
Ken: The Italian!
Gay: And the Red--Head--ha--Gaaaaaaaaaay!!!
(great 70's disco music)
Whole Cast in ridiculous costumes: The Red Head Gaaaay, the red head gaaaay, the red head gaaaaaay. The red head gay!
Or another clasic.
Quote:
Boy in Barn
(Mike B. walks into a classroom)
Mr. Malport (Mike S): Hello Bill.
Bill (Mike B.): Hi. Sorry I'm late.
Mr. Malport: Aren't you forgetting something Bill?
Bill: Uhhh...
Mr. Malport: The door, Bill. You left the door open. Were you raised in a barn?
Class: Haha! Were you raised in a barn? Haha!
(Bill runs out of classroom)
Joe: He was. He was raised in a barn. Aahhhh!
(Bill runs home to barn)
Mom (Kerri): Bill, what are you doing home from school? And what are you doing with the door?
Dad (Ken): Billy, that door is to stay open at all times. You know that. Now, what, I say what is going on here?
Bill: Everyone at school makes fun of me because I'm different. Because I'm barnfolk.
Mom: Well, barnfolk are different.
Dad: First of all, we live in a barn. And we smell real bad from all the filthy animals.
Bill: I just wanna be normal.
Mom: Huh! (slaps Bill) Go to your room!
Dad: Clean it up, it looks like a pigsty.
Bill: It is a pigsty!
Dad: Don't, I say, don't talk back!
(returns on horseback after a thinking in his room for a while)
Bill: You're right. I'm not the one with the problem. They are. I'm going back to school!
(at school)
Mr. Malport: Bill, the door.
Bill: What about it?
Mr. Malport: Close it!
Bill: Hey teach, closin' doors ain't my way.
Mr. Malport: Why, were you raised--
Bill: IN A BARN?? Yes I was. And I am proud of it! I'm barnfolk, Mr. Malport, and your fancy door-closing ways will never change that. Being barnfolk may not mean a whole lot to people like you, but to me it means sleeping with a pig instead of in a bed. It means eating dinner out of a--
Ben (in drag, of course): Trough. Instead of off the table. I was raised in a barn too, Bill.
Todd: Me too.
Kevin: I was raised on a houseboat in Spain. But, I guess that's not really appropriate.
Mr. Malport: You're right Bill. We've learned a very valuable lesson today. We're one class. We should all get along as equals. Except for Tom, his parents are coal miners.
Class: Haha! Your parents are coal miners! Haha!
No offense if you were raised in a barn, or if your parents were coal miners, just sayin' it was funny is all.