Kurt Loder and his sad eyes are getting ready for Madonna's release party of her latest album Bedtime Stories which is taking place in a HUGE warehouse made up to look like a giant slumber party. he arrives in a suit and tie and MTV mic.
Madonna in pajamas: come on, Kurt, you gotta loosen up, everyone says you're creepy.
Kurt Loder: i've got a lot of problems. but they belong to me.
Madonna: see what i mean? i toned it down for you, i'm not wearing nothing to bed, i'm wearing teddy bear pajamas, not a teddy. and non-Playboy bunny slippers.
Kurt: you know you're right.
Kurt comes back in a red Playboy smoking jacket and adds to the throw-pillow collection by tossing a pillow with tassels to the pile.
Kurt: so what's the deal with your lyrics? they make no sense. rain? what is rain?
Madonna: the lyrics aren't important to me, it's the primal feel of the music. the drumbeat in your cunt or cock. everything is sex, don't you know me by now?
Madonna: i thought we were friends.
Kurt: this is my job. it's my job to be your friend.
Madonna: do i ask about your wife again?
i spot Jen sinking in a pit of pillows in the corner.
Jen R: quick!!! quicksand!!! grab an outdoor-bazaar flying carpet and pull me outta this soft sinkhole!!! how are you enjoying the sleepover?
me: why'd you have to wear a negligee?!!! you're the only one at this party who's sexy. it's gonna be uncomfortable looking at you all night.
Jen: oh get some punch. as in my punch to your face. this negligee's blue, it's not your color, you won't get the tingle.
Jen: Madonna was something special in the '90s. something sumptuous.
Madonna: you know i'm genuinely sorry that Britney Spears took over from me in 2000 to the present year, i really hated that. i apologize in advance to all the people of the future: it really sucked that it went from grunge to bubblegum pop...
Super Mario: see Memorial Day just doesn't do it for me and my garbage men. it just means we have to collect trash on a Saturday. who wants to collect trash on a Saturday?!!!
Jeff Teague naked in bed with a woman: mama i ain't got no clothes on.
Jeff Teague's mama: i pulled up to the driveway, i saw 2 cars in the driveway, and i came into the house. who's this bitch? are you eating your oatmeal, Jeff-poo?
Pope Bob: there is nothing better than two old gay men.
Vicious: right?
Mason: i was the Kramer of Vicious.
Penelope: i'm not like this at home...
Derek Jacobi and Ian McKellen: it was chocolate on the bedsheets, we swear!!!
Vanilla Ice: take it from me, if you're having a conversation in a dark room, everything's not okay.
Kristin Minter: in the '90s we ran around unfinished wood house foundations for fun.
Dr. Robbins: a therapist is no fun. tell your problems to a friend...
Sonoko from Sailor Moon Sailor Stars: my massive mane of green hair is actually Cringer from He-Man hiding on my head. Japanese girls play softball wearing casino card-dealer visors instead of helmets...
Bert & Ernie in the Red Baron's plane upside down.
Ernie: it's an upside-down world, Bert *Ernie hissing laugh*
Bert: i've always been jealous of your shirt, Ernie, it's more '70s than mine.
Ernie: hey Bert, when you build a house, don't put nails in your mouth, you'll get tetanus.
Bert: don't say that, Ernie, tetanus can't be the word of the day!!! you'll scare the kids, Ernie!!! this isn't Wonder Showzen. nobody had a bottlecap collection when the '80s ended...
goth man with the white pallid makeup: why are we depicted in the media as always being UNUSUALLY HAPPY? it's creepy. pass the Coke.
Melissa Gilbert: Andrew McCarthy made out with Liza Minnelli in the '80s.
Andrew McCarthy: i made out with Rob Lowe in the '80s!!!
Gilbert Arenas: Shai Butter, take Chet Holmgren's watch!!!
Chet Holmgren: come on, holmes, i liked that Sesame Street watches-in-the trenchcoat skit.
Gilbert Arenas: remember Swatch watches? mine was waterproof for shark tanks...
i bump into Kurt Loder in the parking lot. seems Kurt was running away from something.
Kurt Loder: damn, kid, why'd you have to get me right on the forehead bone?
me: sorry. i was distracted by my own thoughts.
Kurt: i know the feeling. oh fuck it's night outside!!! i forgot about that, this is trippy.
me: my friend Cindy, she invited me to The Greene Turtle over Instagram. right there, then at that moment, 4PM on a Wednesday, all i had to do was GO to her!!! she was so close, i was tasting the nachos we'd split as we watched World Cup soccer.........me and my future wife.........*daydreaming*
me: problem was, that sports bar is in Baltimore...
Kurt: bicoastal love, it's a motherfucker. the cruelty of distance. speaking of, i can already hear Madonna calling me back to the slumber party, do you know any place around here where i can get a wife?













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