The Classic Mirror Gag

If a banana peel won't tickle your funny bone, it's time to bring out the big guns: pure cartoon gold. I snuck over to the full-length mirror by the coat rack, planted my star base right against the polished glass, and waited for my reflection to blink first. When it didn't, I stuck on a pair of oversized, goofy Groucho glasses borrowed from the costume basket, waggled my ears in sync, and dropped into an absurd slow-motion tiptoe. Naturally, the handsome fella on the other side matched every single ridiculous twirl step for step, right down to the dramatic eyebrow bounce. Now that's the genuine Looney routine you ordered, doc!