NOTE: I would rewrite this to have “Molly” actually come in later with a gaudy dress on and a pillow stuffed up her dress to simulate a Kim Kardashian butt.
It would be the beginning of a subplot that Kit and Molly were once friends as they were working comedy clubs on their way up and if he could only get control of his psychotic tendencies, he might be able to make a go of it with her.
In his dressing room, Kit ran a towel over his hair, drying up all the excess water. He then removed his shirt, revealing a pair of cut abs that would turn the head of any woman.
There was a knock on the door.
“Kit, can I come in?”
Cast member Al McKenna, dressed up in a banana costume, his face painted yellow and everything, entered. He handed Kit a furry gorilla costume.
“We’re up next,” Josh said.
“OK,” Kit said. “No…wait. I thought the Kardashian thing was next.”
“What?” Al asked.
“Molly dresses up like Kim Kardashian and Caboodle and I get in a fight over who gets to marry her butt.”
“Oh,” Al said. “Yeah, they cut that.”
“Why the hell did they do that?” Kit asked.
“Purple Horizon went on too long,” Al explained. “The guitar player whipped out a picture of the president, wiped his ass with it, then started lecturing everyone about American foreign policy toward Kuala Lumpur or some shit.”
“Aww damn it,” Kit said. “That sketch was gold!”
“Sorry man,” Al said. “It happens…live TV and all. Anyway, they want you out there.”
“OK,” Kit said. “I’m coming.”
Kit stepped into the gorilla costume, zipped up the back, and tucked the mask under his shoulder. He was about to leave when he spotted Caboodle lying on the couch, staring blankly up at the ceiling.
“Sorry buddy,” Kit said as he stuffed Caboodle into a trunk. “Maybe next time.”