020 - GIG, PART THREE

 
 

That weekend, at O'MacFinnegan's Pub...

   
Larry Mullen, Jr.
Man, am I nervous. What if the mob guys find out about our plan?
   
Bono  
Would you relax? How would they know it was us? We're wearing these brilliant disguises!
   
Not Edge, but an impersonator
Hi, we're the lookalike band. Should we just get set up?
   
Bono  


...

   
Bono  
What's up with the hat?
   
Not Edge, but an impersonator
What? The Edge always wears a hat.
   
Bono  
*shrug* Stage is that way.
   
 

 

 

LATER THAT EVENING.
   
Not Bono, but an impersonator
...She moves in mysterious ways...

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen!
   
Bono  
Look at that guy. What a ham. Non-stop cheese-ball banter, feeling up all the young ladies in the front row...that is, when he not completely entranced by himself.
   
Bono  
He's perfect.
   
Girl  
Hi!
   
Bono  
Well hello, darlin'. I can take your ticket.
   
Bono  
*slips her a $500 bill* And there's your refund. Enjoy the show.
   
Girl  
Oh, wow! Thank you!
   
Bono  
And that's the last of the cash. Well, well, well, I have saved the day again.
   
Larry Mullen, Jr.
You realize that this whole caper has only served to make us look better? It hasn't solved the real problem of shady underworld types who terrorize the masses?
   
Bono  
Hel-lo! I'm Bono!
Remember "Do They Know It's Christmas?"
   
 
 

FIN.

   
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