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A comedic sketch about three voices in your head: the motivational one, the brutal inner critic, and the "cranky old guy with one nut and bad teeth" who won't shut up. It's a darkly funny look at how self-doubt drowns out everything else.
A comedic sketch about three voices in your head: the motivational one, the brutal inner critic, and the "cranky old guy with one nut and bad teeth" who won't shut up. It's a darkly funny look at how self-doubt drowns out everything else.
You know that voice in your head? The one that stops you cold every time you go for the big dream? It's the voice that says, why bother? No matter what, you're gonna fail. Well, my inner critic is a cranky old guy with one nut and bad teeth. He's freaking everywhere, man.
I will sprinkle egg. Thank you. I will. Today's. Yeah, looking good. Because today you are going to rock. You are going to look great. You are going to impress them.
You suck.
You suck. You old, stinking, rotten, good for nothing cheeks. Spreading mother.
No.
You driving nuts.
You old, disgusting.
Why do you always come back? You're a worthless piece of crap, Mikalowitz. You're so full of crap, they should call you Mikala shits McAllish. It's cute. That was my college nickname. College. College. I mean, who gives two hoots two hoots about college, huh? No college degree is gonna bring back my missing nut.
Then what?
Now I'm two poops away from the.
Colosophy bag and I got nothing to show for it. I am you nosebleed. I'm your future.
My future. The economy sucks right now.
These are hard times. No matter how hard you try, you're not gonna make it. No matter what, you're gonna end up a dried, pathetic old lump eating baby food and watching the people's court just waiting to die. Now you listen to me, old man.
It's gonna work this time. I've put a lot of effort into it. I just need one or two clients away from making it. Hey, hey, down, Higan.
I'm getting sick.
I need some Dramamine. I'm not even driving.
Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.
