Gremlin Risitas Entry #031 — Puppet Show: Crowd Control Edition
The bus is late. The old head is loud. A crowd gathers. Most folks expect yelling, maybe a scuffle. Instead, I reach into my bag… and pull out socks.
Gaslighting Gary. Compromising Carl. Showtime.
🎭 Gaslighting Gary (turning to the crowd):
“Ladies and gentlemen! You’ve been lied to! The bus isn’t late—you are early! Reality is bending, and only I can see it!”
🎭 Compromising Carl (sighs, looking at the loud old head):
“Gary, shut up. Nobody cares about your time theories. Look—he keeps bumping gums, we keep stalling. Let’s compromise: he stops talking, we all clap politely, and then we get tacos.”
🎭 Gary (pointing at the target):
“He’s not mad at me—he’s mad at the mirror of his own failure!”
🎭 Carl (to the audience):
“You see this? I have to work with this nutjob every day. Give him a pity laugh before I strangle him.”
🐾 Mrs. Catford (arms folded, judging):
“Spectacle. Pure spectacle. And yet… effective.”
🐾 Mr. Catford (gnawing Gary’s sock-hand):
“Crowd’s laughing. Tastes like victory.”
🤡 The Clown (rolling on the pavement, tears streaming):
“BAHAHAHA! A bus stop turned comedy club! The old man lost the crowd to sock theater! He can’t come back from this!”
And me? I bow with the socks, grinning. Because in the middle of noise, heat, and posturing— I didn’t fight, I didn’t fold.
I performed. And the crowd left with a story.
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