The Noble Theatrehouse of KMC
Hello there. I'm Sorgo. This is my theatre house. I was inspired to make this thread from my minuscule skit in the Jerry Falwell RIP thread.
I will be doing numerous skits containing parodies, mockeries and all of those fun old things.
I will start with a gracious skit of Spiderman talking with Arnold Schwarzenegger.
*Arnold is sitting in his beautiful beach house on the coast of Los Angeles as Spiderman swings out of nowhere with a rock in his hand.*
Spiderman: Hey, big guy. How are you?
Arnold: Not bad. Being a Governor is difficult.
Spiderman: I could imagine. *Cough* So . . How's the wife?
Arnold: Governing the wife can be difficult.
Spiderman: Right . . . So, how are the kids doing?
Arnold: Who are you?
Spiderman: Skinny guy, 'bout six feet, slings webs, red tights . . .
Arnold: Yes.
Spiderman: Yes?
Arnold: I govern my wife with great difficulty.
Spiderman: Yes, you told me earlier.
Arnold: Who are you?
*Spiderman sits beside Arnold and folds his arms.*
Spiderman: Okay, what's the deal?
Arnold: I do not deal with difficulty.
Spiderman: You stated earlier you deal with your wife and governing with diff . . .
Arnold: Who are you?
Spiderman: And how do you govern a state again?
Arnold: With difficulty.
Spiderman: Oh, for Christs sake!
Arnold: Who are you?
Spiderman: What are you; A limited response cyborg from the year two thousand and twenty?
Arnold: I produced the Terminator with great difficulty.
Spiderman: You acted in it, short wit!
Arnold: Who are you?
Spiderman: Your mother.
Arnold: That must be difficult.
Spiderman: SHUT UP!
Arnold: When?
Spiderman: *Sighs*
Arnold: What is that noise?
Spiderman: My ball sack dropping.
Arnold: That kind of humor is difficult for me to deal with.
Spiderman: You may be big, but you're kind of old and I can throw cars around. So shut up and stop being a douche.
Arnold: Who are you?
Spiderman: A hero.
Arnold: Me too.
Spiderman: YES! FINALLY! A DIFFERENT RESPONSE! YOU'VE ENDED YOUR SEEMINGLY PROTOCOL SPEECH METHODS!
Arnold: I find talking . . .
Spiderman: Difficult?
Arnold: Yes. Who are you?
*Spiderman clocks back his arm and full out lands a hay maker on Arnold's jaw, sending him straight to the cement flooring on his patio.*
Spiderman: I'm sorry, what was that?
Arnold [Seizuring]: *Gurgle*
Spiderman: What's wrong?
Arnold [Seizuring]: *Gurgle*
Spiderman: Are you finding that speaking is difficult?
Arnold [Seizuring]: *Gurgle*
Spiderman: I see what you did there.
Fin.