UnQuck Nick the Medford Poli-tick and the Mayor's Shtick!

PARODY

A furious Johnny Granara is stomping around the house after watching his candidate beaten and bloodied.   McGlynn stumbles in to meet his de facto campaign manager.

JG: What the hell were you thinking?

MM: Could I have a drink?

JG:  NO, you cannot have a drink. I'm talking. (In walks Consigliere Rumley)

M.R. "It's bad, Johnny.  He looked worse in person than what you saw on TV."

MM: Can we go to the Dockside now? 

Granara: Get Nick Iovino over here and fast.

MM: It's past Nick's bedtime. The cub reporter has cookies and milk at this hour.

Rumley: GET IOVINO ON THE PHONE, NOW!

McGlynn stumbles through his cellphone and rings up Nick: "Hi, if you've reached this recording I'm in bed already.  My professor at the college wants me up bright and early and Nell Coakley has more fiction about the Mayor she wants me to re-type. Leave a message, I'll get back to you."   ...see, guys, he's unavailable.


Granara: That blogger is having a field day with the photo of your daddy's SUV in the bust stop.

McGlynn: "Bus stop.  Bust Stop was the parody"

Granara: Bust stop, bus stop, all the perks we've enjoyed for the better part of 3 decades are going to come to a halt because YOU had to BRAG about your Edsel, River's Edge

McGlynn: What's an Edsel?

Rumley: "...contrary to Ford's internal plans and projections, the Edsel never gained popularity with contemporary American car buyers and sold poorly. The Ford Motor Company lost millions of dollars on the Edsel's development, manufacturing and marketing."

 Granara: Are you reading Wikipedia again?

Rumley: No, I'm reading the blogger quoting Wikipedia again.

Granara (doing his best impersonation of actress Judy Davis as chief of staff Gloria Russell from the film Absolute Power )

"What am I going to do, what am I going to do?"

Mike McGlynn: I need a drink, Johnny, you sure you don't have any  Johnny Walker around, I mean your name is Johnny (hiccup) you should have SOME DAMN JOHNNY WALKER AROUND...

Granara: No wife, no kids in the audience, no concubine...less support than 2 years ago what's got into you, Mikey?  Do I have to line 'em up against the wall three rows deep?  You had little or no support this year...


MM: I paid off the union dudes like you told me to

Granara: Yeah, and when they tried to frazzle the blogger HE HIT ON THEM!  HE FRIGGIN' HIT ON THEM!  You REALLY are the "diversity Mayor" - I send murderous thugs in to Alden Chambers to frighten him and he asks them both out on a date!

MM: He and his late wife were legendary for multiple threesomes across the United States...New York...West Palm Beach, Los Angeles...Chicago...and what can I say, the murderous thugs were rugged and good looking...

Granara: And his late wife died on the same day that McGlynn's pal is going to be in court for the alleged false bomb threat, about two weeks from now. Now that's Karma

Mark Rumley: Same date as the Judge Thompson-Jackson first hearing


McGlynn: As much Karma as Frankie Fraudulent living on Sunset Road and the station being shut down after he hires a hack named Dawn

Granara: Sunset, Dawn?  Oh, that's cute. That's precious.  You are an idiot, Mike.

Rumley: Perhaps we're not asking him the right questions.

Granara: D'Antonio asked the right questions, and that Alfred E Newman "What? Me Worry?" look on Michael J. McGlynn's face said it all...captured on TV for all to see


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