The Bubbha’s Frontporch

C: Welcome everyone. Tonight’s guest is the Scandinavian God of the sky and thunder. He’s the son of Odin and the defender of humanity against the evil giants. THOR!

Applause

Welcome to the show, Thor. How’s life treating you?

T: (In a thick German accent) I tell ya traveling to the States isn’t what it used to be since the FAA rules have been put into place. It used to be just a matter of hitching up the goats to the chariot and off I went. Apparently the flying goats don’t meet regulations so I’ve had to ground the chariot for now.

C: And the goats?

T: I ate them.

C: I see.

T. Nowadays, I travel commercial…first class. It’s nice to yell at the attendants for more mead. But, they don’t serve in it a horn, not even on international flights. By the time I land I’m usually pretty hammered. Ha, Ha I make a little joke there.

Silence

C. Yeah…so how’s the comic book coming along?

T. Fairly steady. Its always been the bread and butter for me. We’ve had a long run. Some people say the storyline is getting a little stale, so I kill them.

C. Now you’ve had the comic for quite sometime, why no movie deal? It seems like a natural transition to a movie script. Especially after Spiderman, the Hulk, Ironman, the list goes on and on.

Thor’s eyes begin to smolder with an eerie reddish glow.

T. No deal as of yet. “Our people will be in touch with your people.” (Thor stands up) Love ME babe!? I’ll show you, not feasible at time!!! (Thor pulls out his hammer and begins swinging it wildly. Lightning bolts explode from the glowing instrument of destruction.)

C. We’ll be back next week! Go to commercial, for Christ’s sake!

The entire set is trashed by the drunken Norse god. The screen goes black