But Marion wasn’t a character on SNL, nor was he trying to be funny. And yet, as he earnestly tried to explain why the shop had failed to remove the ink stain from my shirt, he was utterly priceless: “Mr. Shorm, I tried to get dat ink stain from yer outerwear, I did. But dat fucker didn’t want to come out from where it had made a home, it didn’t.”
