Marcel St. Pierre | writer. producer. comedian. mammal.
“If it’s trouble yuh want,” drawled the Sheriff, drawing his gun. “It’s trouble yuh found.” “Heavens, no, my good man!” stammered the monocle-wearing fiddler crab in the top hat, his rostrum twitching nervously. “Trouble is the last thing I’m looking for!” “So why you stealin’ mah horse?” The monocle-wearing Fiddler Crab in the top hat … Read more
‘Twas now long past midnight dreary, I was knackered, bleak and bleary, Having failed to coax that Raven out the door. While I plotted, fingers snapping, suddenly the bird was flapping, As he started rudely crapping, crapping on my chamber door! “What fresh hell is this?” I shouted, ‘Crapping on my chamber door?” Quoth the … Read more
“Okay, so once there was a carrot. And he was sitting in a crisper in the bottom of a fridge and he got to thinking: ‘What the hell is this all about,’ he thought. ‘Is this all there is?’ “Well, he had no eyes in the conventional sense, but from time to time, his periods … Read more