More Maladjusted

Sometimes I have the most twisted ideas that no one else imagines (or at least it seems so to me). This is one of them: a not quite ready for prime-time sketch about what poor Dr. Henry Jekyll's wife must have gone through trying to manage her husband's transformations into Mr. Edward Hyde. I thought, "Man. I bet date nights are really tough on these people. Especially if the good doctor doesn't take his meds." All dressed up for a night out, they sit down to dinner and suddenly, halfway through the appetizers, Henry's face takes on that look that she knows all too well. "Damn!", she thinks "He promised he wouldn't put me through this again!"

This being Mr. Hyde's rather annoying predilection for showing up uninvited. It's worn rather thin, and it's becoming a bit hard to ignore, especially in polite company.

Maybe all this explaining was unnecessary. Hopefully you get the idea. And if you didn't...then all this explaining was necessary. Anyway, enjoy!

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KCD