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Tuesday, August 1, 2017

I Hire the Mooch, for a Very Short Time



Having decided of late to do a self-published humor book, I thought I might need some marketing muscle to get the book off the ground. I realized that my marketing muscle was the equivalent of that of a 98 pound weakling, and I didn’t need to get sand kicked in my face along with not selling any books.
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So I went on Craig’s List and found a guy who called himself a Director of Communications who was just out a job, and he shot over for an interview.

“Perry Block, it’s great to meet you, call me Mooch!” he exclaimed.

“Mush?”

“No, Mooch! I love you and I wish you well, and I hope you go on to make a tremendous amount of money.”

He was a really lively little guy dancing around as if he had to take a wicked pee and hadn’t been informed by anyone that bathrooms had been invented.

“Well, Mooch, that’s very nice that you love me, but can you help me with promoting a book?"

“Can I promote your book? You’ll be No. 1 on the New York Times Best Seller List quicker than I usually get fired at any of the jobs I've had. Here's what I’m going to say about you:

“I’ve seen this guy throw a dead spiral through a tire. I’ve seen him at Madison Square Garden with a topcoat on. He’s standing in the key and he’s hitting foul shots and swishing them, OK? He sinks 3-foot putts.”

“But that’s not true, Mooch.  Next thing you’ll tell them I have a three foot putz!”

“No, not exactly. But I am going to tell them you can suck your own cock.”

“That’s disgusting!  Besides, only Ron Jeremy can do that.”

“I know. I worked for him too.”

“Look, Mooch, what it is you can do for me?”

I can love you! Also I can fire all the leakers.”

“But I don’t have any leakers!  What would they leak about, that I’m doing my laundry and I put in too much bleach?”

“Too much bleach? Shows poor judgment!  I’ll cock-block these leakers for you the way I cock-blocked Scaramucci for six months ... and he’s me.’”

“I’m sorry, Mooch, I have a feeling this isn’t going to work out.”

“Oh, no, please I need this job! My wife just had a baby!”

“Oh, I see, well, in that case …”

“And the baby’s already got a big job at Goldman Sachs!  I have to keep up!”

So I hired Mooch and it’s been three weeks now, the longest he's ever been at any job. I don't know how much longer he'll last, but one thing is abundantly  clear. 

He loves me!

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2 comments:

  1. Too much bleach? How else are you going to get those stains out of your shorts. I'm sure that's what Mooch meant when he was talking about "leakers." Perhaps I should ship you a box of Depends and a t-shirt that reads, I taught Ron Jeremy everything he knows.

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  2. I taught both the Mooch and Ron Jeremy everything they know. Mooch about being soft-spoken and Ron Jeremy about contending with a small penis. Everything they know about those things they know from MOI!

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