Frogs557
07-12-2007, 04:47 AM
i was bored so i wrote random stuff...
here it is...
part 1:
in barber shop
fred: wassup bob?
bob: not much, just getting my hair cut... and you?
fred: same... i think they should give you cereal while they cut.
bob: yeah, that would be cool
monkey: EEK! EEK! EEK! *cuts hair*
fred: this place is seriously unique that they let monkeys cut your hair...
bob: yeah...
door: bang! *bursts open*
Stranger: you can call me john doe and i can out cut any of these here monkeys.
monkeys: EEK! EEK! EEK! *jumps on john*
fred: umm.. are those monkeys on crack?
bob: well, that one IS kicking his butt, but hes not really ON it...
john: get them off!!!
bob: well, gotta do me duty as a loving citizen... *grabs fire extinguisher*
John: what are you doing with tha-
bob: *sprays fire extinguisher all over john*
John: stop it!!!
bob: well it got rid of the monkeys, didnt it?
fred: *laughing in background*
monkeys: EEK! EEK! EEK!
john: holy crap! they're bringing in a tank!!!
fred: actually, its more of a jeep with a cannon mounted on it.
bob: hehe, cool.
john: cool? they're gonna kill us!
monkeys: EEK! EEK! EEK! *BOOM*
to be continued...
PART 2:
in smoking crater
bob: wow! that was something! they blew up the entire barber shop!
fred: *looks down at arms* yeah, and they somehow managed to miss us...
john: *curled up on floor* hehehehehe.... i am a happy person! look at my eye twitch! im gonna be the cutest girl at the royal ball!
monkeys: *Jumping around and hitting each other* EEK! EEK! EEK!
bob: *looks down at john* i think a peice of shrapnel may have hit him in the head...
mexican guy: Oh, senor, he has been driven loco in la cabeza by el monkeys...
fred: whoa! where did you come from?
bob: *punches fred* dont you know anything? he works at the taco shack across the street!
Mexican guy: oh, senor, you know me mucho well. i am called juan.
Fred: hi, juan! im fred and these guys are bob and john.
juan: Oh! john! i have found him!
bob: ummm... were you looking for him?
fred: hmmm...
juan: *whips out cellphone* hello? oh, hi! i have found him!
john: oh, me. oh, my. *looks up at fred* fred? i love you. i want to be your wife. or maybe your pet parrot.
juan: they are here.
men in white coats: *runs up to john and put him in a straitjacket* its okay, john. your going first class to the hotel california. *straps john into a gurney*
fred: umm... is he like, crazy?
bob: *punches fred again* duh! the hotel california is the insane asylum down the road!
john: *as he is loaded into a white truck* I can be freds pet parrot. AWK! AWK! johnnie want a cracker! AWK!
juan: it is done. he is gone.
bob: wow... that was cool...
fred: hey juan, you work at taco shack, right?
juan: si senor
fred: can you get us a discount there? im starving.
juan: ummm... no. but i can get you a monkey over there. *points to where the monkeys are jumping around*
Fred: ummm... id rather not. they might blow me up.
bob: tell ya what, guys. lets go to the shack. tacos are on me.
juan: si senor. and to make sure they are top quality, i will cook them myself.
bob and fred at the same time: you dont have to do that!
juan: no, senor. you misunderstand. my shift starts in one minute. i have no choice.
bob: oh.
fred: *throws fist into air triumphantly* woohoo! tacos!
to be continued...
part 3:
in taco shack
Juan: what will you have, senors?
bob: two grande tacos please.
fred: thats a good idea. im really hungry. but maybe you should get one for yourself...
bob: i did. were each having one. they're not both for you.
juan: they are almost ready, senors.
monkey: EEK! EEK! EEK!
bob: whoa! that monkey followed us!
fred: i think i shall call him bubba, and he shall be mine. and he shall be my bubba.
bubba: EEK! EEK! EEK!
fred: come here, little bubba!
bob: umm... maybe you should leave it alone...
juan: si senor, you should.
fred: nonsense... * jumps on monkey*
monkey: CHOMP!!!
bob: omigod! that monkey just bit off freds head!
juan: your tacos are ready, senors.
bob: TACOS? how can you worry about tacos when fred just got his head bit off?
juan: i must do my job, senor. now i must tend to the drivethrough. here are your
tacos.
Bob: FRED! FRED! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!
headless fred: umm, yeah, i can... even though i dont have a head... thats really wierd...
bubba: EEK! EEK! *jumps on freds shoulder*
fred: hey! bubba wants to be my pet after all! hey, im talking too! and all without a head!
bob: that is just plain freaky...
fred: *gets up with bubba still on his shoulder* i have to go to the bathroom.
bob: umm... can you see without a head?
fred: of course i can!!! *runs into wall*
bob: this is getting really freaky...
to be continued...
part 4:
in taco shack
bob: *eats a taco*
headless fred: *walk out of the bathroom* Hey! you ate my taco!
bob: well you dont have a head! how are you supposed to eat it?
bubba: EEK! EEK! EEK! *jumps on bob and pulls his hair*
headless fred: i want a taco... buy me one.
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! ! *runs in circles trying to get monkey off his head*
juan: i did not quite get that, senor bob. could you repeat?
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AA!!!!!!!!! *still running in circles*
headless fred: look what youve done, bob. youve given my monkey headlice!
monkey: EEK! EEK! EEK! *scratches itself*
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! !!!!!!!!!!!! *still trying to get monkey off head*
juan: oh. i kiiiinda got it that time, senor bob... but not quite. did you say you wanted a fresh warming breeze? or your mama with cheese?
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!
headless fred: *sighs* i want to eat my taco now...
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!
juan: oh, i got it, senor bob. you wanr TWO of yo mamas with cheese, a double dipped anthrax milkshake, and a monkey parfait.
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?????????????
juan: well, if you must have the parfait, i must have the monkey. *grabs bubba*
headless fred: NO! you cant cook bubba!
bob: whoo. he got it off... is my head bleeding?
headless fred: it will be soon. you told him to cook bubba!!!
juan: *whistling from kitchen* almost ready!
bob: umm... how does he yell and whistle at the same time?
headless fred: that is wierd...
waitress: here you go, boys. two yo mamas with cheese, one double dipped anthrax milkshake, and a monkey parfait. *hands bob food*
headless fred: Wow... you are one pretty waitress... tell ya what, if your not busy tonight, maybe we could do something...
waitress: EEK! EEK! EEK! *rips off mask*
headless fred: bubba! its you!
bob: ooooooo boy. this monkey just wont leave, will it.
headless fred: waitaminute... if your here, bubba.... whos in the monkey parfaits?
juan: Has anybody seen the waitress?
to be continued...
here it is...
part 1:
in barber shop
fred: wassup bob?
bob: not much, just getting my hair cut... and you?
fred: same... i think they should give you cereal while they cut.
bob: yeah, that would be cool
monkey: EEK! EEK! EEK! *cuts hair*
fred: this place is seriously unique that they let monkeys cut your hair...
bob: yeah...
door: bang! *bursts open*
Stranger: you can call me john doe and i can out cut any of these here monkeys.
monkeys: EEK! EEK! EEK! *jumps on john*
fred: umm.. are those monkeys on crack?
bob: well, that one IS kicking his butt, but hes not really ON it...
john: get them off!!!
bob: well, gotta do me duty as a loving citizen... *grabs fire extinguisher*
John: what are you doing with tha-
bob: *sprays fire extinguisher all over john*
John: stop it!!!
bob: well it got rid of the monkeys, didnt it?
fred: *laughing in background*
monkeys: EEK! EEK! EEK!
john: holy crap! they're bringing in a tank!!!
fred: actually, its more of a jeep with a cannon mounted on it.
bob: hehe, cool.
john: cool? they're gonna kill us!
monkeys: EEK! EEK! EEK! *BOOM*
to be continued...
PART 2:
in smoking crater
bob: wow! that was something! they blew up the entire barber shop!
fred: *looks down at arms* yeah, and they somehow managed to miss us...
john: *curled up on floor* hehehehehe.... i am a happy person! look at my eye twitch! im gonna be the cutest girl at the royal ball!
monkeys: *Jumping around and hitting each other* EEK! EEK! EEK!
bob: *looks down at john* i think a peice of shrapnel may have hit him in the head...
mexican guy: Oh, senor, he has been driven loco in la cabeza by el monkeys...
fred: whoa! where did you come from?
bob: *punches fred* dont you know anything? he works at the taco shack across the street!
Mexican guy: oh, senor, you know me mucho well. i am called juan.
Fred: hi, juan! im fred and these guys are bob and john.
juan: Oh! john! i have found him!
bob: ummm... were you looking for him?
fred: hmmm...
juan: *whips out cellphone* hello? oh, hi! i have found him!
john: oh, me. oh, my. *looks up at fred* fred? i love you. i want to be your wife. or maybe your pet parrot.
juan: they are here.
men in white coats: *runs up to john and put him in a straitjacket* its okay, john. your going first class to the hotel california. *straps john into a gurney*
fred: umm... is he like, crazy?
bob: *punches fred again* duh! the hotel california is the insane asylum down the road!
john: *as he is loaded into a white truck* I can be freds pet parrot. AWK! AWK! johnnie want a cracker! AWK!
juan: it is done. he is gone.
bob: wow... that was cool...
fred: hey juan, you work at taco shack, right?
juan: si senor
fred: can you get us a discount there? im starving.
juan: ummm... no. but i can get you a monkey over there. *points to where the monkeys are jumping around*
Fred: ummm... id rather not. they might blow me up.
bob: tell ya what, guys. lets go to the shack. tacos are on me.
juan: si senor. and to make sure they are top quality, i will cook them myself.
bob and fred at the same time: you dont have to do that!
juan: no, senor. you misunderstand. my shift starts in one minute. i have no choice.
bob: oh.
fred: *throws fist into air triumphantly* woohoo! tacos!
to be continued...
part 3:
in taco shack
Juan: what will you have, senors?
bob: two grande tacos please.
fred: thats a good idea. im really hungry. but maybe you should get one for yourself...
bob: i did. were each having one. they're not both for you.
juan: they are almost ready, senors.
monkey: EEK! EEK! EEK!
bob: whoa! that monkey followed us!
fred: i think i shall call him bubba, and he shall be mine. and he shall be my bubba.
bubba: EEK! EEK! EEK!
fred: come here, little bubba!
bob: umm... maybe you should leave it alone...
juan: si senor, you should.
fred: nonsense... * jumps on monkey*
monkey: CHOMP!!!
bob: omigod! that monkey just bit off freds head!
juan: your tacos are ready, senors.
bob: TACOS? how can you worry about tacos when fred just got his head bit off?
juan: i must do my job, senor. now i must tend to the drivethrough. here are your
tacos.
Bob: FRED! FRED! CAN YOU HEAR ME?!
headless fred: umm, yeah, i can... even though i dont have a head... thats really wierd...
bubba: EEK! EEK! *jumps on freds shoulder*
fred: hey! bubba wants to be my pet after all! hey, im talking too! and all without a head!
bob: that is just plain freaky...
fred: *gets up with bubba still on his shoulder* i have to go to the bathroom.
bob: umm... can you see without a head?
fred: of course i can!!! *runs into wall*
bob: this is getting really freaky...
to be continued...
part 4:
in taco shack
bob: *eats a taco*
headless fred: *walk out of the bathroom* Hey! you ate my taco!
bob: well you dont have a head! how are you supposed to eat it?
bubba: EEK! EEK! EEK! *jumps on bob and pulls his hair*
headless fred: i want a taco... buy me one.
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!! ! *runs in circles trying to get monkey off his head*
juan: i did not quite get that, senor bob. could you repeat?
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AA!!!!!!!!! *still running in circles*
headless fred: look what youve done, bob. youve given my monkey headlice!
monkey: EEK! EEK! EEK! *scratches itself*
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA! !!!!!!!!!!!! *still trying to get monkey off head*
juan: oh. i kiiiinda got it that time, senor bob... but not quite. did you say you wanted a fresh warming breeze? or your mama with cheese?
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!
headless fred: *sighs* i want to eat my taco now...
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA !!!!!!!
juan: oh, i got it, senor bob. you wanr TWO of yo mamas with cheese, a double dipped anthrax milkshake, and a monkey parfait.
bob: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA?????????????
juan: well, if you must have the parfait, i must have the monkey. *grabs bubba*
headless fred: NO! you cant cook bubba!
bob: whoo. he got it off... is my head bleeding?
headless fred: it will be soon. you told him to cook bubba!!!
juan: *whistling from kitchen* almost ready!
bob: umm... how does he yell and whistle at the same time?
headless fred: that is wierd...
waitress: here you go, boys. two yo mamas with cheese, one double dipped anthrax milkshake, and a monkey parfait. *hands bob food*
headless fred: Wow... you are one pretty waitress... tell ya what, if your not busy tonight, maybe we could do something...
waitress: EEK! EEK! EEK! *rips off mask*
headless fred: bubba! its you!
bob: ooooooo boy. this monkey just wont leave, will it.
headless fred: waitaminute... if your here, bubba.... whos in the monkey parfaits?
juan: Has anybody seen the waitress?
to be continued...