"I can't believe I'm doing this," Tammy says as she walks out of her
apartment and locks the door. "If Chuck finds out, I am so dead! Oh well,
no one knows, so I'm safe." Or so she thought. She had a date that night
with a person her father, Chuck Berry (My friends and I have adopted
certain famous people as our family...none of this is real - ed), calls a
teeny bopper. Her date was Ricky Martin. Little did Tammy know, Keith
Richards had suspected she was seeing a teeny for some time, so he was
parked across the street watching her in a pair of binoculars. He saw Ricky
pick her up for the date, and was still sitting across the street when
Ricky brought her home three hours later.
"I don't like the amount of time that was spent on this date. I'm going to have to tell Chuck."
The next day, Ricky walks into a very poorly lit building. He can see that the building is filled with people. It looks like a very dimly lit waiting room of a hospital. "Wow, the paparazzi would love to see this place," he says to himself as he looks around and sees all of the people who are in attendance. Christina Aguilera, Brittany Spears, Jennifer Lopez, and the Backstreet Boys were just a few of the people he recognized."
"STEP INTO THE OFFICE, MR. MARTIN," a loud voice boomed out of an open doorway.
The office was lit a little brighter than the waiting room had been, but it was still not bright enough to see any detail. The only thing visible in the room was a very high backed chair which was turned away, and a gloved hand which was stroking a Persian cat. "What have you got to report to me," the owner of the hand questioned.
"Everything is going as planned master. She has fallen for my ploy and soon will become one of us." This news overjoyed the man in the chair, as was apparent by his booming maniacal laughter.
"GOOD! Soon, the whole world will know the power of the teeny boppers....BWHAHAHAHAH!!! You may leave...you have done very well," the man says as Ricky bows and walks out. "She will be one of us soon, Nigel." At this, the cat purrs loudly.
Chuck Berry and Keith Richards have a gig at a club called The Blue Note. The crowd in the Blue Note was a wild one. It was a rare occasion to see two living legends on stage, and the show would be one they wouldn't soon forget. "I'm telling you Chuck, I saw it with my own two eyes!! She's seeing a teeny bopper! Something has to be done, people are starting to talk."
"Keith, I swear son, you've done so many drugs you probably see naked elves dancing the hoochie coo. I raised my girl to know better. She knows I hate them teeny boppers, and she wouldn't date one," he says and duck walks past Keith.
"Chuck, she is seeing Ricky Martin!" This causes Chuck to stop mid-duck walk and fling around.
"WHAT! Boy now you've crossed the line," he screeches and swings as hard as he can at Keith's head with his trusty guitar, Maybellene. Keith would later be quoted talking about the "meanness" in that old man's swing.
A couple days pass, and Keith is released from the hospital. Not knowing what else to do, he immediately goes to Christine and her husband, Wyclef. "Stine, your friend Tammy needs to be stopped. She's seeing a teeny bopper and Chuck won't do a thing about it."
"Oh My! Well, we can't do anything about it till we have proof ourselves. Wyclef," she says to her husband who is quickly at her side, "get the car. We're back in business."
It took Wyclef about two minutes to get into his white Saturday Night Fever leisure suit, then they were out the door in their big black caddy. Christine and Wyclef had ran a teeny bopper detective agency before, but business had fell through. With the cases of bainwashing and silicone on the rise, they knew business would be better. Tammy and Ricky would be their first case.
------To Be Continued------
"I don't like the amount of time that was spent on this date. I'm going to have to tell Chuck."
The next day, Ricky walks into a very poorly lit building. He can see that the building is filled with people. It looks like a very dimly lit waiting room of a hospital. "Wow, the paparazzi would love to see this place," he says to himself as he looks around and sees all of the people who are in attendance. Christina Aguilera, Brittany Spears, Jennifer Lopez, and the Backstreet Boys were just a few of the people he recognized."
"STEP INTO THE OFFICE, MR. MARTIN," a loud voice boomed out of an open doorway.
The office was lit a little brighter than the waiting room had been, but it was still not bright enough to see any detail. The only thing visible in the room was a very high backed chair which was turned away, and a gloved hand which was stroking a Persian cat. "What have you got to report to me," the owner of the hand questioned.
"Everything is going as planned master. She has fallen for my ploy and soon will become one of us." This news overjoyed the man in the chair, as was apparent by his booming maniacal laughter.
"GOOD! Soon, the whole world will know the power of the teeny boppers....BWHAHAHAHAH!!! You may leave...you have done very well," the man says as Ricky bows and walks out. "She will be one of us soon, Nigel." At this, the cat purrs loudly.
Chuck Berry and Keith Richards have a gig at a club called The Blue Note. The crowd in the Blue Note was a wild one. It was a rare occasion to see two living legends on stage, and the show would be one they wouldn't soon forget. "I'm telling you Chuck, I saw it with my own two eyes!! She's seeing a teeny bopper! Something has to be done, people are starting to talk."
"Keith, I swear son, you've done so many drugs you probably see naked elves dancing the hoochie coo. I raised my girl to know better. She knows I hate them teeny boppers, and she wouldn't date one," he says and duck walks past Keith.
"Chuck, she is seeing Ricky Martin!" This causes Chuck to stop mid-duck walk and fling around.
"WHAT! Boy now you've crossed the line," he screeches and swings as hard as he can at Keith's head with his trusty guitar, Maybellene. Keith would later be quoted talking about the "meanness" in that old man's swing.
A couple days pass, and Keith is released from the hospital. Not knowing what else to do, he immediately goes to Christine and her husband, Wyclef. "Stine, your friend Tammy needs to be stopped. She's seeing a teeny bopper and Chuck won't do a thing about it."
"Oh My! Well, we can't do anything about it till we have proof ourselves. Wyclef," she says to her husband who is quickly at her side, "get the car. We're back in business."
It took Wyclef about two minutes to get into his white Saturday Night Fever leisure suit, then they were out the door in their big black caddy. Christine and Wyclef had ran a teeny bopper detective agency before, but business had fell through. With the cases of bainwashing and silicone on the rise, they knew business would be better. Tammy and Ricky would be their first case.
------To Be Continued------