Janeane had run into the nearest store she could find in the hopes to get clothing, then figure out what to do about the remote. The staff was surprised as she ran across the store and swiped the first t-shirt she could reach.
Quickly she entered the changing room and started to get dressed. Moments later she felt as much as seen a flash of light. She felt a rush of air and the t-shirt she was holding vanished.
"Oh shit, not again," she thought as she tried to look around. It was then that she realized SHE COULDN'T MOVE. People were walking by, looking at her posed like a mannequin. Her right hand rested on the skin of her thigh and her left perched on her forehead, fully exposing her breasts.
She heard a passerby say "Isn't that Janeane Garafolo?" pointing at her.
"No, it just looks like her," the persons friend replied.
The owner of the store noticed Janeane standing at the window. He didn't remember this one so walked over to her.
"Oh, that's odd," he remarked as he grabbed her and started to drag her to the back where he worked on the mannequins.
"I don't remember you," he said, as though he normally talked to the mannequins. Sitting her on a chain near his workbench, he looked at her closely.
"I'M NOT A MANNEQUIN!" she yelled silently. He walked over to her and pulled her pliant arms above her head. She could see him barely bend over since she couldn't turn her head. Suddenly she felt him touch her down there.
"My, aren't you realistic?" he mumbled.
Go back - Go to the parent episode.
Fri Jan 28 07:39:37 2000