I would have used staples for the binding, and there would have been exactly one-no copies. It was a good art-project idea, that book. Immediately, I wanted to compile a collection of all my friends’ rears, made at the cost of potential embarrassment in a momentarily vacant corner of the library. Inspiration struck after two of my friends returned from the library each with a photocopy of his bare butt. In 1987, when I was a sophomore at Kent State, I had an idea for a book. And he would have crushed the machine, the table, the whatever. If he had gone this route, it no doubt would have been Chris Farley who sat.
What Schneider never did – the same Rob Schneider who not only starred in Deuce Bigalow: Male Gigolo but who also has been hit in the crotch more than any actor in the history of cinema – was have someone sit on the copy machine. When Sting was in the sketch it went something like this: The sketch consisted of him saying “makin’ copies” and riffing on the person’s name. The office copy machine was near Richard’s desk.
BUTT PHOTOCOPY SERIES
In the 1990’s there was a series of inane yet wonderfully funny Saturday Night Live sketches where Rob Schneider played Richard, the Makin’ Copies guy. The act has lost the relevance it once had and is now stuck in the dead waters of pop culture history. If lameness is the Horse Latitudes of pop culture, then photocopying your butt is adrift in that windless place between being cleverly immature and not being stupid enough.
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