The clearing of a throat can be heard from the shadows of a location unknown. The camera pans out as we see the back of whom we can only assume is Ricky Broadway. He flings his hair as he twirls to face us, clearing his throat once again before beginning to speak, using his hands in a way in which a classically trained theater major, as he himself is, would.
Yes, it is I.. the one and only Ricky Broadway here to bring to you another one of my classic hits.. The Balled of A Man Named Frank.
He adjusts his positioning and raises a finger in the air.
Do Ray Me Fa So LooOOoOOOooOO
His voice cracks. It does not end, as he begins to “sing” off key, very off key.
Frankie Doodle went to town
But he was such a phony,
Stuck a boot in his ass
and he cried out help me mommy!
So terrible. But he chooses to continue to “perform” for us.
Frankie Doodle keep it up,
And drink some more Brandy,
We all know you have a vagina,
and boy is it sandy!
He cracks a crooked smile, almost laughing at his own lyrics.
Being the superstar I am, you will have to wait until Classic Fourteen to see the grand finale of my performance as I, The Exceptional One, strike down the bearded one brain cell alcoholic wonder.
He flips his hair again, almost moving into a serious look.
I’m coming Frank. I will astonish the crowd with an exceptional performance worthy of the hall of fame and ensure that you, and every pitiful fool in attendance know that…
He leans in.
King Kong ain’t got nothin’ on me.
A crooked smile, a confident demeanor. He begins to whistle to the tune of Yankee Doodle as we fade away.