Dance, Monkey: Nick Prueher

We put a comic on the hot seat. This week’s victim . . .
By SARA FAITH ALTERMAN  |  October 8, 2008

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What lives under your bed?
Stacks and stacks of really disturbing pornography.

What do you propose as an economic bailout strategy?
I don’t know, but I wish they’d stop interrupting daytime television with breaking news about the economy. I’ve got judge shows to watch.

Better cheddar: orange or white? Why?
Remember Better Cheddars snack chips? Those were good.

Something smells great. Is that you?
Yes, I'm wearing Debbie Gibson’s Electric Youth.

Rapper Lil Wayne is now blogging for ESPN.com. Thoughts?
Aw, Lil Wayne’s got himself a lil blog. Adorable.

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