Beavis, currently his alter ego known as The Great Cornholio, miserably crunched through three feet of snow. Harsh wind and freezing cold made him shiver violently. All he had on was a T-Shirt pulled over his head, his shoes, and his pants. Back in Highland, he had managed to down one-hundred fourteen cups of coffee, thirty-four candy bars, five six packs of root beer, fifty chocolate-chip cookies, and fourty-five raisin cookies (after this he went to the bathroom before transforming into Cornholio, of course). Following this, he somehow managed to get to the airport and got on a flight out of the country without a ticket. When he started causing trouble, they were flying above Colorado. They made an emergency landing, badly wanting to get rid of him, and dropped him off in the middle of a blizzard in the mountains.
Briefly he wondered if the snow had TP for his bunghole.
"You, snow!" he cried. "Do you have TP? TP for my bunghole?"
Silence followed.
More silence.
"ARE YOU THREATENING ME?! I am Cornholio!"
He continued on, singing "Bungholioooooooooooooooo" gleefully and continuously. Suddenly, many buildings came into view. A town! Then he saw a man stumbling through the snow. Though Cornholio, being Cornholio, didn't recognize it, the man was a police officer. He was slightly plump and wore sunglasses.
"You, blue man! Do you have TP? I would hate for my bungholio to get oleo."
The apparently drunk officer stared at him thoughtfully for a moment. He had a look on his face that suggested that he was about to say something extremely deep and profound.
"…T! T is for turtle!" the man proclaimed, making a T shape with his fingers. He then happily turned around and headed back for town, muttering that B is for buttocks. Cornholio watched as the officer turned onto a side street and disappeared.
"Was he threatening me?" he wondered. "Oh well, no matter. Perhaps these people have TP."
Cornholio then headed for the town of South Park, a town that Beavis would later never forget.
Behind him, a figure trodded along in the snow. This person had braces and brown hair, and was wearing an AC-DC shirt and red shorts.
"B-B-Beavis, y-you f-fart-knocker, g-get b-b-b-back here! You owe m-me a d-dollar!"
Briefly he wondered if the snow had TP for his bunghole.
"You, snow!" he cried. "Do you have TP? TP for my bunghole?"
Silence followed.
More silence.
"ARE YOU THREATENING ME?! I am Cornholio!"
He continued on, singing "Bungholioooooooooooooooo" gleefully and continuously. Suddenly, many buildings came into view. A town! Then he saw a man stumbling through the snow. Though Cornholio, being Cornholio, didn't recognize it, the man was a police officer. He was slightly plump and wore sunglasses.
"You, blue man! Do you have TP? I would hate for my bungholio to get oleo."
The apparently drunk officer stared at him thoughtfully for a moment. He had a look on his face that suggested that he was about to say something extremely deep and profound.
"…T! T is for turtle!" the man proclaimed, making a T shape with his fingers. He then happily turned around and headed back for town, muttering that B is for buttocks. Cornholio watched as the officer turned onto a side street and disappeared.
"Was he threatening me?" he wondered. "Oh well, no matter. Perhaps these people have TP."
Cornholio then headed for the town of South Park, a town that Beavis would later never forget.
Behind him, a figure trodded along in the snow. This person had braces and brown hair, and was wearing an AC-DC shirt and red shorts.
"B-B-Beavis, y-you f-fart-knocker, g-get b-b-b-back here! You owe m-me a d-dollar!"