Marcel St. Pierre | writer. producer. comedian. mammal.
“Look, this is a new day,” Karl reminded himself, out loud, in the mirror. “Fresh start. Everyone’s already forgotten yesterday.” In fact, no one had forgotten yesterday, when Karl – who really just wanted to be liked – had declared “Yodel or Yoghurt Day” at work. He’d gone office to office, asking co-workers to yodel, … Read more
“Look, this is a new day,” Karl reminded himself, out loud, in the mirror. “Fresh start. Everyone’s already forgotten yesterday.” In fact, no one had forgotten yesterday, when Karl – who really just wanted to be liked – had declared “Yodel or Yoghurt Day” at work. He’d gone office to office, asking co-workers to yodel, … Read more
“Klandestiny Jones has been eating peanuts out of the shell for years, and Klandestiny Jones ain’t about to quit eating peanuts out of the shell now!” hollered Klandestiny Jones, to anyone within earshot of the checkout line of the Washburn, Illinois Save-On. In reality, Klandestiny Jones was allergic to peanuts. But she was scared out … Read more