Typewriter Man (to the tune of 'Piano Man')

It was during a long story meeting
When the painter came through the door
The writers all stared at the keyhole
Then applauded the wet spot on the floor

Write us a joke you’re the typewriter man
Write us a joke right now
We want to hear a rib tickler
About a man and his jersey cow

And the writer is sharpening his quill
As the painter is dipping his brush
The model climbs onto the pedestal
They both snicker and make her blush

She says, “You two are like young school boys,
You have never used your tool"
The writer says, yes, the painter nods and grins too
They chorus, How do you think we built this stool?

Oi dee doi, la dee doi
Dee dee loi fart oink