e-mail collage

The Hype 7 has an e-mail chain that we use to send each other information on rehearsals, shows, sketch ideas, hang outage, and jokes. Recently we've been making fun of The New Yorker cartoons, and here is something Tiffany pieced together from our e-mails:

The New Yorker Ball Escapade!

- A Collaboration by the Hype 7 -

*Tiffany Intercepts New Yorker Ball and takes off in the other direction in hopes of hiding it in an undisclosed location*
Tiffany guards the door of a secret bunker on the outskirts of Washington D.C. Through the window of the door, we can see the New Yorker ball. Tiffany says..."I hear eating celery is actually considered exercise."
Jessica is stalking down the corridor of a secret bunker near Washington D. C., completely clad in black. Her hair is in a ponytail and we can see a tool belt with various gadgets sitting low on her waist as she stealthily creeps through the building. As she passes door with a window in it, we can see Tiffany sitting behind a large mahogany desk, sporting an eye patch and cleaning her nails out with a short switchblade knife. She is leaning back in her chair with her feet casually propped on the desk. Just beyond that door is a cell with striped bands of moonlight illuminating a "New Yorker cartoon ball" that is weeping silently behind the bars. The caption reads, "Oh snap, I forgot to pay the water bill!"
As Jessica's eyes alight on the New Yorker Ball she slinks silently with ninja-like grace towards the door. She eases it open so that she can reclaim the New Yorker Ball. Luckily Tiffany remembered to pay the water bill. And a bucket of carefully positioned water falls down onto Jessica's head. "Ah ha! I have caught you!" Tiffany cries out. Jessica, now resembling a drowned rat in her black clothes and dripping wet stubby ponytail does a quick back flip out the door and disappears into the night.
And little did Tiffany know that before Jessica ran out of the corridor, she managed to attach a roll of toilet paper to the bottom of Tiffany's shoe, thus ensuring that wherever she walked she would drag an embarrassingly long string of paper with her. Even worse, Jessica had written "I like cheese and mittens and cheese mittens" on the paper.
Tiffany sits at her desk, a call comes in, it seems Will Smith is signing autographs at the mall. Tiffany bolts out the door to get an autograph, but alas, Will Smith is not at the mall, it was I who made the call. Now with Tiffany out of the office I am free to enter and retrieve the "New Yorker" cartoon ball. Which I do with ease. She thought it would be so easy, that we would just forget about the cartoon ball. Ha, the cage the ball was crying in isn't even locked! After stealing a hand full of Wheat Thins from a box on her desk I simply walk out the door with the cartoon ball.

The End