An actor barged into the waiting room for the auditions for a movie about a siamese spy twin that saves the world from an evil scientist that plans to take over the world with dolphins.
He continued to barge through doors until he got into the right room for the audition.
“And you are?” One of the people sitting behind the table in front of him asked.
He doesn’t answer because he’s in the middle of his zen inspired breathing technique to mentally prepare himself so he can dive right into character.
In the minutes that followed he acted out his part with his own personal touch.
After he was finished and the casting directors had overcome their shock of what they had just seen, one of them asked, “That was something else alright.”
The wallpaper was beginning to let go because of the high dose of sarcasm in the room.
“Do you have a resume with you?” The extravagant director asked.
The actor turned to them using one of his signature moves he called ‘The double o seven’ and said, “Resume? I don’t need one. I’m fucking James Bond!”
“Sorry, we don’t care about your sex life.” One of them said hiding her laughter behind a chihuahua.
The actor began eating the script until there was nothing left and yelled, “I am the new James Bond!”
The only one at the table that has kept quiet during the sudden audition applauds him.
“But this isn’t a James Bond movie, eat all the scripts you want but that wont change a thing.”, The director explained fixing his beret.
The actor pulled down his pants and undergarment and squatted in front of them and took a dump on the carpet.
It was steamy but friendly looking.
The director and his friends wanted him to be in movie as one of the villains known as Dr. DooDooEvil
He continued to barge through doors until he got into the right room for the audition.
“And you are?” One of the people sitting behind the table in front of him asked.
He doesn’t answer because he’s in the middle of his zen inspired breathing technique to mentally prepare himself so he can dive right into character.
In the minutes that followed he acted out his part with his own personal touch.
After he was finished and the casting directors had overcome their shock of what they had just seen, one of them asked, “That was something else alright.”
The wallpaper was beginning to let go because of the high dose of sarcasm in the room.
“Do you have a resume with you?” The extravagant director asked.
The actor turned to them using one of his signature moves he called ‘The double o seven’ and said, “Resume? I don’t need one. I’m fucking James Bond!”
“Sorry, we don’t care about your sex life.” One of them said hiding her laughter behind a chihuahua.
The actor began eating the script until there was nothing left and yelled, “I am the new James Bond!”
The only one at the table that has kept quiet during the sudden audition applauds him.
“But this isn’t a James Bond movie, eat all the scripts you want but that wont change a thing.”, The director explained fixing his beret.
The actor pulled down his pants and undergarment and squatted in front of them and took a dump on the carpet.
It was steamy but friendly looking.
The director and his friends wanted him to be in movie as one of the villains known as Dr. DooDooEvil
