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Pickles the Drummer: [obviously ill at ease onstage] Okay. We are going to delight you all with a little improvisational comedy. Okay. And all we need to get started is, ah - one location.Heckler: How 'bout a different comedy club! [the audience laughs]Pickles the Drummer: Okay! I heard, uh, "gas station."William Murderface: I'm a gas station attendant.Pickles the Drummer: [sitting on a stool, miming driving a car] Fill her up, I am driving a Corvette. It is midnight blue with chrome rims...Heckler: Hey, Pippi Long-boring! You suck! [the audience laughs]Pickles the Drummer: Could ya fill it up just a little bit faster?William Murderface: Well, I'm trying. I just can't seem to find the f***ing gas tank!Pickles the Drummer: [breaking character] That's 'cause it's a stool, Murderface!Heckler: Hey, idiot! Don't negate the premise! [the audience laughs]Pickles the Drummer: [back in character and visibly nervous] It's on - on your - it's over - there - wherever... please hurry. I would like to leave this horrible place.William Murderface: [fed up with the act] Eh, I should check the oil. I gotta go get my tools. You know what? I'm gonna leave. This sucks. [he walks offstage] Good luck dyin' out there.Pickles the Drummer: [desparately trying to keep the act together] Are you leaving?William Murderface: [from offstage] Yes, I'm leaving!Heckler: Hey, ugly! What are ya just sittin' there for? Make us laugh! [the audience's "boos," heckling, and chants of "Get off the stage!" blend into each other; Pickles is sweating and frozen with fear. He finally falls off his stool, tangled up in his mic cord. He starts hyperventilating]Pickles the Drummer: [whispering] Help me! Help...

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