Hey, thanks! So why are you resorting to mime?
I’ve just run out of conversation topics. It would save my voice, and people would actually have to pay attention to me in order to know what I’m saying.
I wanted to be an Olsen twin when I was a kid.
They were cute enough to get away with anything.
I couldn’t agree more. And Michelle is adorable.
You got it, dude.
You’re a natural.
The more I think about it, the sorrier I feel for the crew of this show. You’re right. Are you going to paint yourself silver and stand perfectly still in Times Square? You’ll be amazing.
Painting myself sounded like a good idea until I thought about how many children I’d scare. Their crying would probably cause me to go, “Oh shit,” and my entire career will go down the toilet.
Hey, if that doesn’t work out, you can always be a cameraman for a show like this. God knows they don’t talk too much.
And watch people interact dramatically? No thanks. I’ll become a mime street performer in New York City. A starving artist, or whatever. Live off of hot dogs.
I think I’ll spend my day watching reruns of Full House.
Uncle Jesse is the man.