Perhaps I am insane, but do you know who could become a Jerry Lewis impersonator? Lou Reed. Dress him in a tux and slap some Jerry glasses on him...brill cream that hair...and "poof" instant, younger Jerry. Seeing Jerry in his frail, geriatric years at the Oscars has made me concerned that one day I will face a world without Jerry Lewis...a world I simply cannot live in. A world without Jerry is a world without laughter and weird garbled wordplay. Jerry should be like James Bond...ongoing...everlasting. When Jerry Lewis The First decides it is time to hit the stage in that great "Jerry Lewis Comedy Review" in the sky, I'm going to instigate Project Happiness Ongoing Incorporating Virtual Idiotic Nutcase : or Project H.O.I.V.I.N, which will recruit Lou Reed as a secret operative with a "license to thrill". Gone will be he of the Velvet Underground and Transformer...hence we shall enter a new rein of the king of Comedy and Lou Reed will wear the crown.
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