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Let Me Clear My Throat

One morning last week I got on the 1 train at 238th street and the car was empty. I sat down, half-asleep. The doors closed. I looked left and then right and then waited. Nobody. Sun flooded the car. As we left the station I realized I had a few minutes to do or say anything I wanted as loudly as I wanted.

That was when Carol Burnett doing the Tarzan yell popped into my head.

So I did one, my voice croaking. I liked the way it felt so much and I did again, louder this time. The train approached the 231st street station and so I let out a few more, full-tilt, cause when was the next time I’d get the chance, right? Three people got on the car and 231 and my one-man show was over but I was content with my little performance for one.

[photo credit: Fan Interference]

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1 TheGreenMan   ~  May 4, 2010 1:09 pm

That might be the most awesome thing ever! :)

2 Sliced Bread   ~  May 4, 2010 1:14 pm

Obviously just a typo, but I loved the line - "Carol Burnett doing the Tarzan yell popped into my bed" - almost as much as the rest of your story. Great stuff.

3 williamnyy23   ~  May 4, 2010 1:26 pm

Come now, Alex, be honest. Was your one man show really alot more like this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K63pRxq0Go4

4 weeping for brunnhilde   ~  May 4, 2010 3:00 pm

Hehhehh hehh heh.
You are too cute, Alex.

5 bp1   ~  May 4, 2010 3:12 pm

AB - that is just hysterical. I'm trying to picture it in my mind, and wondering if after your first yell if you looked around wondering if you really were alone. Just too freakin' funny. It makes me laugh - and I bet you couldn't help but chuckle a bit yourself. What a way to pick up your day.

6 Diane Firstman   ~  May 4, 2010 3:28 pm

Well done Alex .... well done.

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