*shrug* What can I say? They promised to teach me to count to ten if I made a cameo.
Also, I'm still having and afair with Holly Robinson, who has a strong connection to Sesame Street (her father used to play Gordon, the bald guy, ya know...), and she was putting the screws to me to do something 'politically correct' for a change. You know how that is?
As for the skit itself, well I kinda had my doubts. I submitted a script to the director, in which I get sent to jail for whacking Oscar the Grouch by dumping a truckload of cement on his garbage can, and while I'm in the bullhouse I'm cell mates with The Count, who teaches me how to count to ten. He also hooks me up with a Transilvanian dope connection via the old Russian mafia, which we both get into when we get out. At the end we both get killed by by the cookie monster, when he freaks out from angel dust.
But they didn't go for it, and had me do that predictably banal scene instead. I think the directors nephiew is writting those scripts. You have no idea what kind of bullshit goes down in hollywood, you know what I'm saying? And people wonder why I prefer to live in New York. Pfft.
What can I say? They promised to teach me to count to ten if I made a cameo.
Also, I'm still having and afair with Holly Robinson, who has a strong connection to Sesame Street (her father used to play Gordon, the bald guy, ya know...), and she was putting the screws to me to do something 'politically correct' for a change. You know how that is?
As for the skit itself, well I kinda had my doubts. I submitted a script to the director, in which I get sent to jail for whacking Oscar the Grouch by dumping a truckload of cement on his garbage can, and while I'm in the bullhouse I'm cell mates with The Count, who teaches me how to count to ten. He also hooks me up with a Transilvanian dope connection via the old Russian mafia, which we both get into when we get out. At the end we both get killed by by the cookie monster, when he freaks out from angel dust.
But they didn't go for it, and had me do that predictably banal scene instead. I think the directors nephiew is writting those scripts. You have no idea what kind of bullshit goes down in hollywood, you know what I'm saying? And people wonder why I prefer to live in New York. Pfft.
Tanks for asking. 'Preciate it. :)
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