IT was this skit that the kids used to do. There were four characters: the cook, the other guy, the doctor, and the director. The cook would act out flipping something in a frying pan. The second guy would walk in and ask “What are you doing?” The cook said “I’m cooking eggs. Want some?” The second guy would pretend to eat and say “These eggs are terrible!” before falling down. The cook would shout “Doctor, doctor, come quick! This man is sick!” The doctor would enter and announce “This man is dead!” (But of course no one was dead. It was a skit. I didn’t need to clarify that; you knew.) The director would come over and shout “Cut! That was terrible! Do it again faster! Or slower, or like ballet, or some other silly variation. Over and over again while that audience cracked up at the absurdity.
This was before we had You Tube to entertain ourselves. It makes me a little sad to think that the “Eggs” skit is no longer being performed anyplace. I hope that somewhere, somebody still knows what I’m talking about.