Showing posts with label Tuxedo Cat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tuxedo Cat. Show all posts

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Escape

The wooden box in which they were imprisoned was the Nothing is Really Difficult Box, so it was not long before the doors were opened for the next show. This gave our philosophers a chance to escape on their bicycles, waved on their way by three friendly Dutchmen, the owners of the box.

The following night we find them attending Dr Professor Neal Portenza's Interactive Goat Hour at the Tuxedo Cat.

Afterwards, in the beer garden:

The VeloDrone: That was your fault, David.

Le Bon David: But I wanted to be able to see properly.

The VeloDrone: You know that standups always pick on the front two rows.

Le Bon David: Well, he picked on all of us. And I didn't mind.

Belle et Bonne: Nor did I.

Marie: I liked it when he picked on me.

The VeloDrone: His card tricks didn't work, his game show questions had no answers, his prizes were no good, and his film was very silly. Why was there a cat in it?

Belle et Bonne: But he was such a funny character! I loved his bright red cheeks, his made-up eyes, his red trousers and beret and his curly hair, and the way he talked.

Marie: Me too, and when he took his trousers off he had quite nice legs as well.

The VeloDrone: I hardly think.....

Belle et Bonne: Did you let your poppers off, papa and Uncle David?

The VeloDrone: Oh no, I quite forgot.

Le Bon David: So did I.

They take the poppers out of the party bags that they had found on their seats at the start of the show, and let them off.

Pop! Pop!

Everyone in the Tuxedo Cat Beer Garden turns around. The VeloDrone takes out a Mintie, unwraps it nonchalantly and begins to chew. Le Bon David rummages in his party bag, to see if there is one in there for him.

Le Bon David: I haven't got a Mintie.

Marie: Never mind, you can have mine.

Belle et Bonne: And mine.

The VeloDrone: But that means he gets two!

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Is Vello Bored?

The VeloDrone is bemoaning the fate of his hat.

The VeloDrone: It's ruined. I loved that hat.

Marie: I'm sure we can clean it up.

Belle et Bonne: Yes, I'll buy some Napi-San. That'll fix it.

The VeloDrone: It was an Akha Hilltribe hat. It made me feel like an adventurer. It made me feel like Candide.

Le Bon David: Oh, that's what this is all about, is it? Candide!

The VeloDrone: Yes, the young innocent abroad, exposing life's absurdity. Bus drivers for example. Why did he have to stop the bus?

Marie: He thought you were behaving strangely.

The VeloDrone: It was his fault. He kept staring at me. He should have been looking where he was going. I just gave him something to look at.

Marie: You ate all the blackberries. And then you threw up.

The VeloDrone: I don't like them. Anyway, perhaps I was bored.

Le Bon David: I wouldn't be surprised. When the dickens is our next Fringe show?

Belle et Bonne: Tomorrow night. Dr Professor Neil Portenza at the Tuxedo Cat.

The VeloDrone: Tomorrow!

Belle et Bonne: Well, you wouldn't have been going anywhere tonight, papa, looking like that.

The VeloDrone: Why? What do I look like?

Belle et Bonne ( handing him a mirror) : Your hair is bright red and full of little black pulpy seeds, and your face is stained with blackberry juice where it dripped down under your hat.

The VeloDrone: I look alright, in fact I look quite interesting. And I have an idea. Come on everyone! Get dressed, we're going out tonight after all!