Tomorrow you’re going to be transported into the body of Bobcat Goldthwait. You’ll be forced to deal with being a once successful, now struggling comedian who simultaneously must attempt to escape from his artistic persona while treasuring it and basing his career upon it.
You’ll also have to deal with being a recognizable, but not influential, celebrity who’s raising a child and trying to do it right. You’ll also have to manage your relationship with Steve Gutenberg, who has become increasingly insane and wants to “party” with you but mostly spends his time crying and sleeping on your couch.
He occasionally will do a big hit of cocaine between sobs, which makes you really uncomfortable since, as we mentioned before, you’re trying to raise a daughter.
This condition will sustain itself until midday tomorrow when you transport back into your body as a waitress at Chic-Filet. You’ll almost immediately wish that you were back in Bobcat’s body, dealing with his considerably more interesting problems.
Congratulations Bobcat!
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