I was obsessively checking my gmail today, minding my own business when someone from the loud and extremely hirsute sketch group
reminded me of their marathon of madness happening this Saturday.
Mr. Murderfist:
Hello Apiary
Mr. Murderfist:
I am just gonna send ya'll this link.
Me:
Ah yes.
I think i'm going!
Mr. Murderfist:
You know that you have to.
Me:
I had planned on it
. And it's free??
Mr. Murderfist:
Yes sir/maam
Me:
U really have 12 hours worth of sketches memorized in your heads?
Mr. Murderfist:
We got it
. It won't be the prettiest thing, but we'll kick this pig.
Me:
Are
going to perform?
Mr. Murderfist:
No
. They are separate from Murderfist.
Mr. Murderfist:
We are doing a full set of Tallahassee material
. Never seen in NYC.
Mr. Murderfist:
Then our last hour is all closing material
.
It's gonna be a big sloppy time.
Me:
Yeah... I was just thinking that.
Mr. Murderfist:
Going all out with the blood and mess the whole show.
I acquired two gallons of karo syrup.
Mr. Murderfist:
There will be none left.
Me:
Should audience members bring ponchos?
Mr. Murderfist:
Nah, just blind folds.