King: Knock Knock, King Here.
*door opens*
Fellow: Oh hello King, What do we owe this honour to?
King: Well, I heard you were to be wed tomorrow, I've come to give your fiance my blessing
Fellow:
King: Im here to sleep with your bride
Fellow: hmm... Im new to this kingdom, I should have known you have weird taxes
King: Yes, I know, Its a dreadful bother; Im entitled to the first, and five percent of what ever you get... per anum.
Fellow: I see
King: Compounded monthly
Fellow: Right.
King: Have you heard of the new plumbing system we're installing?
Fellow: No
King: Well we noticed everyone was disposing of their waste in their own seprerate, creative ways. Wasting it if you will. We wont have any of that in this kingdom. We want the lot.
Fellow: Have it
King: Dont fake dismissiveness. I know what you are thinking. Im the most ruthless ruler of them all, arent I? A kingdom where subjects arent even entitled to their business, it's ludicrous! Go on, tell me i'm the worst... come on... tell me....
Fellow: You're the worst
King: Great! I knew it. Oh thats wonderful. Listen, I wont bother blessing your misses tonight, im in too good a mood. But Im still taking my 5 percent, alright?
Fellow: Alright
King: My God im Ruthless.
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I like this king character. I think he has legs. I think he should use them to walk into my life. Not really.
ReplyDeleteI like this sketch. I laughed out loud at the pause where the fellow doesn't know what to say. Good work. I think it needs a bit more focus... and the second bit about the waste disposal is a bit unexpected, this could be something funnier... not sure what though. Maybe it just needs to be linked into the first half a bit more.
Other than that... Vale, ye. King of muck.