How We Did It

Everyone is wondering, How did you and Ben write a screenplay? That's a great question and I'm glad you asked. Let's see, Libya...never mind. Ben and I would gather every few weeks and scream drunkenly at each other. Out of sheer jealousy I took out his favorite jokes and in retaliation he axed mine. So what's left? The jokes neither one of us liked very much. But isn't that how life works?

I've never used the word "drunkenly" in my life, so I don't think think I could have ever screamed it.

Spit flew from your mouth...your face turned beet-red. By the end we both wished each other dead. But we're very eager to work together again, mostly so I can prove that I'm way funnier.