Written by Shaun Bolden
Photography by Shay Bolden
Opening scene: Beanpie is walking down the street.
Beanpie (to self): Alright govy, you can’t remain beaten. You are the number one street business man out here. There is no way a few setbacks can hold you down.
*He stops at a local kennel and gets an idea.
Beanpie (to self): That’s it! I’ll make dog food, and make a killing. This has no chance of failing. There is no way anyone can interfere with a man making dog food
Scene 2: Beanpie is on the internet looking for ways to make dog food when his brother walks by
Tailgate: Oh Randolph…
Beanpie: What do you want you little toad?
Tailgate: I need the computer for my school report on seals, but since you’re here I can interview you instead.
Beanpie; Ha to the ha….you seem to be the funniest muppet I know
Tailgate: Seriously, can you get off of the computer so I can use it?
Beanpie: One second zoo boy, lemme look one more thing up then it’s all yours.
*Tailgate leaves, Beanpie looks through different sites and finds numerous recipes for dog food. He mixes and matches and creates his own version of dog food. After he finishes, he taps his head thinking of a name for his product.
Beanpie: What to name it, what to name it. Let’s see….Good Dog? Nah too corny. Better than your master’s food…..Nope can’t use that. Ahh I got it
*Tailgate comes back to see if Beanpie is finished
Tailgate: Are you done looking at your porn yet?
Beanpie: I was not looking at porn, I am a ladies man, I make movies, I don’t watch.
Tailgate: Ha, tell that to our lotion shortage, the stains in the carpet, and the sticky keys on the keyboard.
Beanpie (stutters): Th-th-that was l-l-like that before….
Tailgate: Before what?
Beanpie: Shutup, I’m done don’t you want to use this computer?
Tailgate: Not before I wipe it down with bleach.
*Beanpie jots down a name and makes his way to the store for the ingredients.
Scene 3: Beanpie is at the store looking around for different items to create his dog food
Clerk 1: Hey there. It’s the (in an English accent) Bootlegger extraordinaire
Beanpie: And what might I do for you today my lady?
Clerk 1: Nothin, I’ve just been seeing you around a lot. Wondering if you needed some help looking for something.
Beanpie: No thanks love, I think I can handle this one on my own.
Clerk 1: By the way, my name is Charlene.
*She reaches out to shake Beanpie’s hand
Beanpie: Hello, they call me Beanpie, and I am not a bootlegger. I am an unofficial business man.
Charlene: Well then, Mr. Business man. How did the tea selling bit go?
Beanpie: Not so well. I never got to sell it. Some bloody copper thought I was trying to sell weed and took it from me.
Charlene: That sucks. What are you up to now?
Beanpie: I’m on to a new venture. I’m gonna sell dog food.
Charlene: How do you plan on doing that?
Beanpie: Well, I have found the perfect recipe with really inexpensive ingredients. All I have to do is pick them up, and bam. I can make a killing from organic dog food.
Charlene: Well, since men are dogs, what more can I expect,
Beanpie: Well then that would make the female dogs bi..
Charlene: Watch your mouth!
Beanpie: Whatev love, I just gotta get the rest of this stuff, so I’ll see you round uh?
Charlene: Alright Mr. Beanpie.
Opening scene: Beanpie is walking down the street.
Beanpie (to self): Alright govy, you can’t remain beaten. You are the number one street business man out here. There is no way a few setbacks can hold you down.
*He stops at a local kennel and gets an idea.
Beanpie (to self): That’s it! I’ll make dog food, and make a killing. This has no chance of failing. There is no way anyone can interfere with a man making dog food
Scene 2: Beanpie is on the internet looking for ways to make dog food when his brother walks by
Tailgate: Oh Randolph…
Beanpie: What do you want you little toad?
Tailgate: I need the computer for my school report on seals, but since you’re here I can interview you instead.
Beanpie; Ha to the ha….you seem to be the funniest muppet I know
Tailgate: Seriously, can you get off of the computer so I can use it?
Beanpie: One second zoo boy, lemme look one more thing up then it’s all yours.
*Tailgate leaves, Beanpie looks through different sites and finds numerous recipes for dog food. He mixes and matches and creates his own version of dog food. After he finishes, he taps his head thinking of a name for his product.
Beanpie: What to name it, what to name it. Let’s see….Good Dog? Nah too corny. Better than your master’s food…..Nope can’t use that. Ahh I got it
*Tailgate comes back to see if Beanpie is finished
Tailgate: Are you done looking at your porn yet?
Beanpie: I was not looking at porn, I am a ladies man, I make movies, I don’t watch.
Tailgate: Ha, tell that to our lotion shortage, the stains in the carpet, and the sticky keys on the keyboard.
Beanpie (stutters): Th-th-that was l-l-like that before….
Tailgate: Before what?
Beanpie: Shutup, I’m done don’t you want to use this computer?
Tailgate: Not before I wipe it down with bleach.
*Beanpie jots down a name and makes his way to the store for the ingredients.
Scene 3: Beanpie is at the store looking around for different items to create his dog food
Clerk 1: Hey there. It’s the (in an English accent) Bootlegger extraordinaire
Beanpie: And what might I do for you today my lady?
Clerk 1: Nothin, I’ve just been seeing you around a lot. Wondering if you needed some help looking for something.
Beanpie: No thanks love, I think I can handle this one on my own.
Clerk 1: By the way, my name is Charlene.
*She reaches out to shake Beanpie’s hand
Beanpie: Hello, they call me Beanpie, and I am not a bootlegger. I am an unofficial business man.
Charlene: Well then, Mr. Business man. How did the tea selling bit go?
Beanpie: Not so well. I never got to sell it. Some bloody copper thought I was trying to sell weed and took it from me.
Charlene: That sucks. What are you up to now?
Beanpie: I’m on to a new venture. I’m gonna sell dog food.
Charlene: How do you plan on doing that?
Beanpie: Well, I have found the perfect recipe with really inexpensive ingredients. All I have to do is pick them up, and bam. I can make a killing from organic dog food.
Charlene: Well, since men are dogs, what more can I expect,
Beanpie: Well then that would make the female dogs bi..
Charlene: Watch your mouth!
Beanpie: Whatev love, I just gotta get the rest of this stuff, so I’ll see you round uh?
Charlene: Alright Mr. Beanpie.
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