Jesse: Hi, uh, I've never really done two serious peices in one night, so I
hope you enjoy this, because it really means alot to me. How many of you out
there have ever heard of a show called the State? It was an old sketch
comedy show on MTV, much like Saturday Night Live. Anyway, one of its main
stars was Jim Carrey, a personal hero of mine. He may not mean much to you,
but his humor and style have meant a great deal to me. Well, he passed away
this morning, and I wanted to perform this as sort of a tribute to him. One
of the funniest skits he ever did on the State was called the U.S. Olympic
men's bikini-thong roller blade team. These were a group of men who, in
bikini-thongs and roller blades, preformed great plays of the 1930's and
'40's. So, as a tribute tonight, I am going to perform The Barber of
Johannesburg. Now, I'm sorry to say I've forgotten my roller blades,
but...(Jesse removes clothes and stands alone in bikini-thong). Ahem. It was
a cold, gray morning when the barber first arrived in town. I remember it
well, for I was a lad of only 16, and had no need to go to the barber, but
you see...
Howard: (interrupting from audience) Excuse me!
Jesse: (annoyed) What do you want? I'm trying to do a tribute to one of my
heroes here. I mean, couldn't this wait?
Howard: Well, you see, Jim Carrey's not dead.
Jesse: Really?
Howard: Yeah. And furthermore, he wasn't ever on the State.
Jesse: Huh. You're sure?
Howard: Yeah. I don't know who you're thinking of, but Jim Carrey was never
on the State.
Jesse: Well, jeez. Don't I look like an idiot. I mean, I get up here in a
bikini-thong, I've forgotten my roller blades, and now you tell me Jim
Carrey's not only not dead, but he was never on the state. I'm sorry
everyone. I just feel like such an idiot.
Howard: Hey, this happens. I remember the time I got to meet Jimmy Carter,
and he was in a bikini-thong because he thought I was going to be a
stripper, not a small toddler. Turns out his secretary screwed up pretty
big.
Jesse: Thanks, but I still feel kind of embarrassed. I mean, now I have no
skit to do.
Howard: Well, I wrote a play, if you wanna do that instead.
Jesse: Really? Does it call for a guy in a bikini-thong?
Howard: (flips through script) Oddly enough, yeah, it does.
Jesse: Great! Let's do it!
(Howard comes down onto stage and hands Jesse a script)
Howard: I met the love of my life.
Jesse: So?
Howard: What do you mean, so? I met the fucking love of my life!
Jesse: Yeah, you met her seven years ago at the freshman mixer. You've been
married to her for 2 years now.
Howard: No. I met her today.
Jesse: Ugh. If this one of those ever renewing love things?
Howard: No, you see, that's the problem. It's not my wife.
Jesse: Shit. Wanna explain?
Howard: You see, every human being on this earth has the ideal human being
they'd like to spend the rest of their life with. Well, when I met Sara, she
was the closest approximation to that I've ever found. Well, now I've met a
girl who isn't an approximation, she's it.
(Howard answers yes to all of the following questions)
Jesse: Yeah? She likes the cardinals? She's a poli-sci major? Five foot
four? A 32 B? Wow, she is it exactly.
Howard: I know. The scary thing is, when I went to bed last night, and my
wife said I love you, I felt really weird, because I think I might love
someone more than her.
Jesse: Umm, Howard?
Howard: Yeah?
Jesse: Your script ends there. What the hell kind of an ending is that? And
further more, hy did you say my part required a man in a bikini-thong?
Howard: (very "Why did Mr. Smith kill the President?" "It was symbolism, he
was really mad"-ish) The bikini-thong is symbolic.
Jesse: How is it symbolic?
Howard: Haven't you ever heard the saying "some times you're the
bikini-thong, and sometimes you're the guy embarrassing himself in front of
about 130 people"?
Jesse: That's not a saying. You just didn't write an ending!
Howard: Oh yeah, Mr. Genius? What would you say for an ending?
Jesse: I don't know. All I can say is that I, like about 99% of this
audience, will probably never come to No Shame again.
Lights Down
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"Why, God, why?" debuted November 30, 2001, performed by Jesse Wozniak and Howard Zimmerle.