You are trapped in the last riff you watched, how screwed are you?
I’m suddenly in London and now have to dodge Gorgo’s wave of destruction.
I think I’ll hang out at Dorkin’s Circus until it all blows over.
I think I might be stuck at a ren fest?
Oh crap, here comes Deathstalker.
Uhhh I think that’s It’s a Wonderful Life ? That’s the last time I watched a professionally made one vs. local friends’ bad movie nights, where we always wind up riffing. If that counts, then it’s Donnie & Marie Osmond in Goin’ Coconuts! which… kill me now.
Oh, no, it’s that fragrance one B&MJ just did.
Now I have a migraine for the rest of my life.
Well that’s a good question.
Am I trapped with an evil monkey doll and/or an asshole baby?
Or… am I stuck in Merlin’s magic shop with a doddering wizard and his exuberant wife?
Or… am I hanging out with Ernest Borgnine and his grandson?
Could go a lot of ways, really
So I’m stuck with Mitchell? Sigh. Fine, hand me a Schlitz.
I’m watching Trumpy do stupid thinks. It stinks!
Get one yourself. They’re over there next to the petroleum jelly.
Stuck in Secret Agent Super Dragon. Could be worse!
Not sure where I am. It’s sandy and everybody just keeps saying Cabot
Great, I’m stuck in Texas with a really stupid robot trying to kill me for speeding.
Could be worse. You could be stuck in the office with Shoeboogie.
Oh no a benzene cloud!
I’m eating rum cake with Mamie Van Doren…
I’m stranded on Venus. Man.
I don’t care!