In this comedic monologue for men from the play, "Big Small Talk", Dylan muses about his latest dating efforts with his friend. DYLAN: Love life? What love life? Oh you mean the one where every time I go to talk on a date I get cotton mouth? Yeah, real attractive, right? I swear, one time I tried to take a sip of water, and I missed my mouth. The glass just hit my chin, … [Read more...] about Big Small Talk
Older - Comedic - Male
The Art of Seduction
In this monologue from the play, "The Art of Seduction", Arthur confesses that he's not exactly an ideal affair partner. ARTHUR: I mean, who knew that attempting a... a liaison would be so complicated? You see, I'm not the kind of guy who does this sort of thing. I'm the 'nice guy,' at least I was. But somewhere along the line, I started feeling like life was passing me by. … [Read more...] about The Art of Seduction
Dead Man’s Bluff
In this monologue from the play, "Dead Man's Bluff", Frederick is the only one left alive at the end of a murder mystery - and he's not going down quietly. FREDERICK: Continue the play? You want me to continue the play?! Everyone's dead! Dead, dead, dead. Dead as a doornail, whatever that means. And I'm the only one left alive. Which means I'm next! I've seen enough horror … [Read more...] about Dead Man’s Bluff
I Spy With My Little Eye
In "I Spy With My Little Eye", an elderly couple's overzealous attempt at neighborhood espionage leads them into a series of misadventures as they try to unmask a suspected spy living next door. WALTER: Margaret! I've cracked it, I've really cracked it this time! You know our neighbor, Mr. Davidson? Or at least that's what he says his name is. But I've found him out, once … [Read more...] about I Spy With My Little Eye
Santa Envy
In this monologue from the play, "Santa Envy", Roger, a long-time elf at a holiday setup longs to be Santa. ROGER: Every year, it's the same old story. Here I am, donned in these ridiculous pointy shoes and this absurdly tight green outfit. Me, an elf. Again. And there, in the big, plush, red throne, sits Santa. Not me, no. Never me. I mean, what does it take to be Santa … [Read more...] about Santa Envy