Ego: Hey guys, we haven't had an article on College Humor in a while.
Left Brain: You're right. Ready to type, p-langs?
Fingers: Yes sir!
Ego: Ok, we have to make this good. We need to get a lot of likes.
Left Brain: You're right. We've been slacking in the like department. What can we do to ensure success?
Gut: MAKE EM LAUGH!
Ego: Of course, but first we need to make sure we get seen.
Left Brain: Yeah, we need to think...what kind of articles do they like.
Gut: FUNNY ONES!
Left Brain: Yes, but what type of article do they seem to be drawn to...Eureka! Ten Guys You Always See at the Gym.
Right Brain: No!
Left Brain: Not you again.
Ego: You're always holding us back!
Right Brain: Why? Because I'm trying to do things differently? Because I march to the beat of my own drum?
Ego: Because you want to write shit that nobody gets.
Left Brain: Take your creativity crap and get out of here. We're going for mass appeal.
Right Brain: You're so boring. You never take the road less taken.
Left Brain: If everyone took the road less taken then its no longer the road less taken.
Gut: MAKES SENSE!
Right Brain: Just hear me out, I have an idea that nobdy has seen before.
Ego: And nobody wants to see it! Who cares about your artsy fartsy nonsense.
Left Brain: I got it! A body parts conversation article, fingers prepare!
Fingers: Limbering up, sir!
Right Brain: Oh come on! It's been done a million times!
Ego: Gut check time.
Gut: SEEN IT!
Left Brain: Oh shut up, you fat fuck! What do you know from funny.
Funny Bone: Ouch!
Left Brain: See, the idea holds true, we struck the funny bone.
Funny Bone: No, the big idiot banged me off the desk.
Left Brain: Damn it! Fingers, what is your status?
Fingers: Numb. Can't. Move.
Right Brain: Serves your right. Come back to me when you want to hear my idea about a new twist on
Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon.
Cheek: Hey, tongue, do me a favor and get the hell out of me.
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