Weww its that time of yeaw. Time fow the annuaw Costume Pawty.

I bettew go see what evwybody is gonna dwess up as.

So, Mawzipan, what wewe you finking of?

"For what Homestar?"

"Fow the costume pawty, of couwse."

"Oh. Well I was thinking of being an organic egg laid by an organic, free-range chicken."

"An egg. That's nice, Mawzipan"

"Whatevew"

"What was that, Hometar?"

"Oh, nothing"

"How about you, Stwong Mad?"

"I'm gonna be a professional wrestler."

"Intewesting. Just don't caww on us to hewp you pwactice yo act"

"Stwong Bad, what awe you?"

"Hmm. Weeeell..." Strong Bad ducks behind a tree, and then pokes his head out.

"I was thinking something along the lines of..." He jumps out.

"A BIKINI BABE!!"

"Weww. This is a kids' website."

"Oh wait. Sorry." Strong Bad turns to the side and stuffs two water balloons down his bikini. Then he takes a Sharpie and draws two lines on his chest.

"Okay Stwong Bad, But if we get kicked off the intewnet, I take no wesponsibiwity."

"The Cheat, what awe you gonna be fow hawwoween?"

"Haahwawa"

"Witch's bwew? I wove you. The Cheat."

"Hahaha."

"Weawwy? I am so happy!"

"I can't beweive it! The Cheat's actuwwy going to be witch's bwew!!"

"Wemme go talk to Stwong Sad. Now thewe's somefing to bwing you back to eawth."

"Awwihgt, Stwong Sad, what awe you going to be?"

"Well, I don't know." Maybe a clown."

"Oh."

"What's wrong. Are you making fun of me?"

"No. It's just that cwowns awen't sad and gwoony wike a waindwoud."

"Snnfff. Ahoohoohoo. You're making fun of me"

"That kid needs to see a phsyciatwist."

"Hey Poop Smif! What awe you going to dwess up as? Weww. actuawwy. maybe I don't want to know. Just dwess up as somfing that doesn't end up in the toiwet."

"Ahem! (squeeek) Wewcome to this yeaw's Hawwoween pawty. We awe happy to have you aww heaw. Aww six you. But anyway, now we awe going to put on a show fow ouwsewves. You each get an act. Do somefing about yo costume. The fost act wiww be by Mawzipan. The second is by Stwong Bad. The third is by The Cheat, Except I'm gonna intewpwet fow him. The fouwth is by Stwong Mad. The fifth act is by Stwong Sad, and the sixth act is by the Poop Smif. Weady? Get stawted!"

"Hello. My name is Ella. And I am an organic egg. I was laid by an organic, free-range chicken. I have a song to sing about myself.

I am an egg

I am organic

And I was laid by

A free-range organic chicken"

(Long pause)

"Stwong Bad? Aw you weady?" Strong Bad is undressing and coloring on himself.

"My cosutme's not done. Let The Cheat go."

"Okay. Go ahead, The Cheat."

"Weahha"

"I'm The Cheat. Weww actuawwy, he is."

"Aehahaw."

"I'm dwessed up as witch's bwew."

"Hm"

"Um"

"Oowahlaoo"

"The end."

"Okay folks, I'm a bikini babe. Except I don't have a bikini. Strong Sad tried it on... And he broke it.

"That's not true"

"Shut up. So anyway, I hadta use some Sharpies. Looks pretty good, huh?" He turned around.

"Aaaahhhhh!" Everyone gasped. Strong Bad had forgotten to draw the back!

"Get off the stage. We awe SO gonna get kicked off the intewnet.

"Hi I'm Strong Mad the pro wrestler. Check out my mad skills. Do I have a volunteer?" Okay, I'll pick someone. How about... Home Star."

"No way."

"Okay, Strong Sad."

"No."

"Strong Bad."

"No"

"The Cheat."

"No."

"The Poop Smith."

"No."

"Fine. I'm done."

"This is the Poop Smif. And he doesn't have a costume, because... Oh, never mind." Homestar disappeared behind the curtain and reappeared wearing a very tall black hairpiece and a jumsuit that was zipped down so far you could see his boxers and the black scribbles on his chest.

"I'm Ewvis. Pweswey. In Memphis."


Weww since my baby weft me

I find a new pwace to dweww

just take a walk down Wonewy Stweet to

Hawtbweak hotew...