It’s moving day.
There’s an inside joke between me and Stacy — “It’s all fun and games!” — which I repeat when I go to kick a flaming soccer ball that was in the basement.
Shaye pretends to plant chesterfields in the garden by using dead snakes as the seeds.
Peter (inside joke with Shagg and Stacy): Where is… she? Wait, what’s her name again?
Me: Shaye?
Shagg and Stacy, in unison: “Shaye in the yellow pants!”
Shaye: When Tommy Lee died, there were two obituaries side by side. One by the family, and a slightly longer one from his hairdresser professing his undying love, which Tommy had no idea about while he was alive.
We end up at a murder hotel in a vacation town. People keep getting shot and killed with high powered water guns.
I disguise myself as Hasan Minaj. I try to explain to Jon Stewart why I deserve a job as a writer on The Daily Show.
I tout something I’ve written and immediately get shot down.
Jon: “Who cares? Anyone can do that!”
I continue to defend myself. We actually have a decent rapport.
Me/Hasan (pointing): “You’ve laughed at my jokes on numerous occasions!”