<<BLAM!>>

    "YEEEEAAAAAGHHH!!!" says Merv.

    "Hi, Merv," you say.

    "Fuck, Marty!  I hate when you do that!  ...Do you know how much that prosthetic foot cost me?  $14.95!  ...Plus shipping and handling!"

    "Aw, man!  I was just spookin' ya!" you say defensively.

    "Anyhow, siddown.  Check out dis movie I was in back in '72.  I think it was like my second or third skin flick."

    "Really?  Cool.  What's it called?"

    "Big Fat Hairy Deal."

    "Cool."

    You watch the TV and see two obese women making out on a couch.  There's a knock on the door.  "Come on in," says one of them.  The door opens and it's Merv!  He looks pretty good.  He's dressed as Big Foot.  He growls and jumps on the women.

    "You're a good actor," you tell Merv.

    "Thanks, Marty.  A lot of people in that industry don't give a rat's ass what a guy does as long as he can jizz eight times a day...  Me?  Hell, I could never jizz eight times a day, so I tried to make up for it by acting, you know?"

    "Right."

    "OK, OK, check out this part right here," says Merv.

    You watch as Big Foot Merv satisfies one woman orally and has intercourse with the other.  Then in the background, a short black man walks across the set.

    Merv looks at you.

    "Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" he asks.

    "Webster?" you ask.

    "Exactly!"

    "Woah!  ...Play it back, man!"

    The two of you spend the next three hours going over the few frames of video over and over again in slow-motion, arguing with varying degrees of certainty or doubt whether or not that is indeed a cameo appearence by Webster in the early Merv porno film.

    Around 8 PM there is a knock at the door.

    "I'll get it," says Merv.

    Merv gets up from his armchair, but forgets that you blasted his prosthetic foot.  He stumbles, so you get up to help him, but Merv trips over the hunting rifle and it discharges right into your ass.

    "Agh!" you say.

    And yet you can't help but laugh at the silliness of it all.

    Merv is a bit concerned that he killed you accidentaly, but once he hears you laugh, he too breaks into laughter.

    Soon the two of you are on the floor rolling around laughing really hard.

    Again there's a knock at the door.

    "Come on in," says Merv.

    It's Milton.  He walks over to you guys, and you try in vain to explain the situation.

    "See, Brad came in with a gun --" starts Merv, trying to control his laughter.

    "And I shot Merv in the foot --" you continue, but you can't stop laughing.

    "So I shot him in the ass!" shouts Merv.

    Now you two are hysterical.

    It's pretty clear that Milton has no idea what's going on, but he starts laughing too, just to fit in.

    Fortunately the ass-wound isn't serious.  You spend the night in the hospital, but are back in the basement healing up in no-time.