Wow, I totally should've looked up your names. That's embarrassing. Too late now, I guess.
I'm writing to officially request that you give me the rights to write a spin-off show titled "The Scary Door." I'm also officially requesting the money to get started, as well as some actors and maybe a producer because I'm betting there's a lot that goes into making a TV show that I don't really know about.
To prove that I'm capable of this, I submit three alternative introductions that I wrote during my lunch break last week. (By the way, I'm talking about this, in case you've forgotten how brilliant that thing you created is).
It's, uh, best if you read it aloud to yourself in your best Rod Serling voice. My Rod Serling voice is fantastic, but I guess that's not really going to be communicated here. Trust me though it's totally the bomb.
You're walking down the hallway of your mind, looking for a place to pee. Every door you open isn't a bathroom -- it's the remedial geometry class of your past, the PE of your very soul. You pass your grandmother, but she's not your grandmother, she's a fish or something. I'm not making this up. Finally, frustrated, you decide to pee on whatever you find behind...
...The Scary Door
You're traveling to another dimension, or at least another time zone. Maybe across the state, maybe just downtown. Across the street at least, most likely. Hell, some days, just getting you to stand up is an accomplishment. Let's do babysteps -- your first one going right through...
...The Scary Door
You're traveling down the road when your car makes a funny noise. You pop the hood and find Narnia, only instead of Christianity it's a dark, edgy Narnia with Christian Bale as Aslan and directed by some European guy. The whole thing is European as fuck. Also,
...The Scary Door
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