Gone Bitch: A Parody of Gone Girl

The show was over. We’d been watching the three press conferences on TV, and when the last one finished, Dr. Rupta’s producer kicked the TV off with her heel.

“Well?” she said. “What the fuck was that? You promised us an interview full of ‘bombshell revelations.’ Now all we’re gonna get is ‘bombshell revelations’ everybody already fucking knows about. We’re outta here.” And she turned to leave.

“That’s too bad,” said Tanner. “Because I thought Dr. Rupta might’ve enjoyed hearing about Nick’s new transvestite girlfriend.”

“The correct term is ‘ladyboy,’” I said.

The producer stopped in her tracks, and picked up her walkie-talkie.

“Mike up the Doc,” she said. “We’re on in five.”