Dance, Monkey!: Jennifer Myszkowski

Naked bungee jumping
By SARA FAITH ALTERMAN  |  January 21, 2009

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What do you suggest George W. Bush do with his new-found free time?
How about old #43 opens a Payless ShoeSource franchise in downtown Baghdad? Or maybe he could be on Dancing with the Stars and be shown up by some third-rate sit-com actor. Or maybe he could take up naked bungee jumping. I bet lots of people would pay money to see him flail around on a glorified elastic band — and if it snapped, well, that would just be icing on the cake.

If you had to watch someone bungee-jump naked, who would you want it to be?
Oh my God! It's like you read my mind!

Peanut-butter salmonella outbreat! No food is safe! What should moms pack in their kids' lunchboxes instead?
Maybe E. coli with a Shigella chaser? Nothing teaches kids how to properly wash their hands quite like a Shigella outbreak gently sweeping through an elementary school.

What's the worst name for a puppy you can think of?
I don't know. But the best name is Walter Cronkite.

JENNIFER MYSZKOWSKI | Comedy Studio, Cambridge | Wednesday-Saturday through January | 617.661.6507 or www.thecomedystudio.com

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