Hi, Larry.
It's good to have you back on our panel.
Hi, Dave.
It's really great to be back on
your pan el.
I'm sure the people at home
will be interested to know why
such a large dwarf
as you is all dressed up
like Frank Zappa.
Tell us, Larry.
What's the deal?
He made me do it, Dave.
He's such a creep.
He's making me hold this Aladdin.
And why is he making you do that,
Larry?
He wants me to fuck the
girl with the harp.
He wants you to fuck the girl
with the harp?
No, no.
With the magic lamp.
He wants me to stuff it up her and
rub it.
Let's ask our studio audience.
If you'd just been lowered
down here on TV
by a wire connected to a brown leather harness,
forced by a crazy person to insert a
mysterious imported lamp
into the reproductive orifice
of a lady harpist,
and you were a dwarf,
would you do it?
Yes! Let's spin the big wheel, Larry.
Go ahead. Give it a whirl.
What our studio audience doesn't know
is that the reason Larry the Dwarf
is doing all this stuff
is because it's all part
of the score
to Two Hundred Motels.
Every word, every ac tion,
the lamp,
the reproductive orifice,
it's all in the score so he has to
do it.
This whole event is a fantasy
that occurred touring on the road.
Touring can make you crazy,
ladies and gentlemen.
That is precisely what 200
Motels is all about.