The reasons I find this sketch funny are probably the reverse of why it’s supposed to be funny. After it was over, I couldn’t help but want to go on Craigslist and seek out my own Muppet roommate. Too bad they don’t really exist. I would love hearing old stories about ’70s celebs like Phyllis Diller and Sandy Duncan. And I’ll always find that ringing gag hilarious, even if I lived with it. That literally was one of my very favorite bits on Sesame Street (watch the original here) when I was a kid. As for the “eating” stuff? I’d probably just eat the cookie crumbs that fall out of my Muppet roommate’s mouth. It’s just felt and fur in there. No germs, right? Speaking of felt and fur, I’d probably give my Muppet roommate lots of hugs.
Sure, the showing up out of nowhere could get annoying. And It’d be pretty creepy if he was ever skinned of his Muppet suit to become just a loose hand (unless he was really helpful, like Thing in The Addams Family). Otherwise, I’m sure most people can agree, there are far worse roommates to be had out there. If anything, I think the Muppet has the bad roommate. That guy seems like a spoiled hipster who probably lives on a trust fund, attempts to sell his paintings or photography on the streets of Williamsburg, Brooklyn, is in a couple awful bands and sometimes temp bartends at a place where he also busses tables and occasionally DJs in exchange for free drinks.
I wish the little Muppet dude luck in his audition for Jason Segel and Nick Stoller’s new Muppet movie. Then he can get away from his lame roommate for awhile.
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