How Weekend at Benson's Should Have Ended...
by LDEJRuff
Mordecai, Rigby, and their boss, Benson, were on the lawn, passed out in front of the house. Margaret and Eileen found the three like that and rushed them back to the park last night. One by one, the three came to.
"Feels like rush hour in my lower intestines," Mordecai said.
"I don't think I've ever eaten so much food in my life," Rigby added.
"That's it," Benson began, angry at the two, not noticing a note taped to his chest. "I've had it with you two. I can't even get knocked out without you ruining my social life and getting me into stupid food challenges."
Mordecai quickly noticed the note before he could say anything. Finally, he gasped and said, "Benson, look."
"What?"
Benson noticed the note and read it.
Call Me, 555-0155.
Audrey
Suddenly, his angry face slowly turned into a happy one.
"What does it say?" Mordecai asked.
"Yeah," Rigby added. "What does it say?"
Benson quickly looked at the two, lowering his eyebrows, and replied, "You know, I was going to fire you two for messing around, but you just got lucky this time. Get back to work."
The End