Whose Line Is It Anyway?
Anime Craze! I don't own any anime or Whose Line. I only own Christopher Julius (my character) and Gamerctm (me).

Voice: Good evening and welcome to "Whose Line is it Anyway!" On tonight's show, {cut to C.J.} The Guardian of Little Tokyo. Christopher Julius! (from my SPC fanfic.) {cut to Megaman. (The one from NT Warrior)} Warrior of the World Wide Web. Megaman! {cut to Spike.} Bounty Hunter of the galaxy. Spike Spiegel! (from Cowboy Bebop) and. {cut to Yamcha.} The "insert title here" of "insert location here." Yamcha! (from DBZ) {cut to Gamer in the audience.} And I'm your host, Gamer! Let's have some fun! {walks to his desk.}

Gamer: Welcome to Whose Line is it Anyway! The show where everything's made up and the points don't matter. The points are like what Bill Clinton is doing right now. {audience laughs.} Doesn't mean a thing. Since your probably familiar with the show, I'll tell there can only be one winner tonight, they have to something special with me. I can't tell you what it is, but I can tell you we need tapioca and a monkey. {audience laughs.} Let's go to our first game, Newscasters! This is for everyone! {audience cheers as the performer walk on stage. Spike and Megaman grab two stools.} In this game, our performers will act out a fake news show. Spike is the anchor and the others must act out a strange quirk or identity. Megaman is the co-anchor, and he's Spike's annoying mother-in-law! {audience laugh.} Yamcha is the sportscaster, and he's Richard Simmons! {Yamcha has a look of disbelief and the audience laugh and cheer.} And C.J. is the weatherman, and his body has been taken over by Satan, {audience laughs.} And he is predicting the Apocalypse. So pretend it's the weekend! {audience laughs as C.J. glares at Gamer.} So when you hear the music, take it away! {news show music starts playing.}

Spike: Good evening. Welcome to the 6 o'clock news, I'm you're anchor, Harden Fast. {audience laugh.} Our top story, 30 monkeys were put in a room with 30 typewriters and left there for 2 hours. In that time, they came up with the Fox Fall TV schedule. {audience laugh and cheer.} And now, we take it to my lovely mother-in-law, Anita Bath. {audience laughs..}

Megaman: (Spike's annoying mother-in-law.) {angry, old lady voice.} Don't give me that lovely crap, you pathetic shell of a man! You're not good enough for my daughter! {audience laughs.} She told me that all you talk about is monkeys and typewriters! And she's sick of it! And so am I! {audience laugh and cheer.} You don't even call, write, or drop by to say hi! I live right next door! I don't know what she sees in you, you're nothing but a simple news anchor who wouldn't know what honoring wedding vows if it bit you In the ass! {the audience laugh and cheers.} She what you made me do?! You made me curse! I'll never get to heaven now! Back to you!

Spike: {stunned.} Thank you, Anita. In other news, monkeys and typewriters are a great team! {audience laugh.} And now for the sports with I.P Freely. {audience laughs.}

Yamcha: (Richard Simmons) {clapping his hands and stepping back and forth. Audience is cheering.} {Richard Simmon's voice.} A lot happened in sports today! But only because those athletes weren't on their cubby rears, eating bon-bons! {turns to Megaman and Spike. Raising his hands up and down.} C'mon ladies! Time to get the flab off your buns and shake! {Spike and Megaman get up. They all start doing jumping jacks.} And 2! And 3! And 1 and 2 and 3! High kick! {does a high kick. The audience start cheering. He lays down and starts rolling his legs around in the air.} Back to you! {audience is applauding.}

Megaman: {to Spike.} You see that! I bet you he makes his wife happy. {audience laughs. Spike whispers in his ear.} [shocked] No! That's just a sick rumor made by jealous fat people!

Spike: Let's take it over to weather with our weatherman, Harry Showerdrain! {audience laughs.} Harry?

C.J.: (Body has been taken over by Satan and he's predicting the Apocalypse) Well, we've had some weird weather. But today, it's gonna be sunny and warm. {voice slowly deepens.} But clouds will be former over the planet and start raining. {voice is demonic.} Blood! {audience laughs.} Blood and bones! Volcanoes with erupt! Dams will bust! And the 4 Horsemen will come and decapitate you!!! {audience laugh and cheer.} {normal voice.} And tomorrow, the sun will come out and. {demonic voice.} This lowly weatherman have served his purpose. I must find a new messenger of death! {looks at Megaman, the audience cheers. He slowly walks to him.}

Megaman: You better stay away! You sacrilegious demon from Hell! You are the most wicked being there is! Next to him! {points to Spike. The audience laughs.}

C.J.: {demonic voice.} I concur. There is no evil greater than that! {points to Megaman. Audience laughs. C.J. looks at Yamcha.}

Yamcha: {Richard Simmon's voice.} C'mon Mister Demon! We can't strike fear into the hearts of millions with a flabby stomach! And 2 and 3! {starts stretching his arms. C.J. walks up and starts choking him.} GAK! {after the audience laugh, C.J. falls to the floor and Yamcha slowly turns to the audience.} {demonic Richard Simmon's voice.} Time to dance your way into Doom's Day. {starts stretching again.} And 2. And 3. {audience laughs.}

Spike: That's all for the 6 o'clock news. Join us for the 6:03 news in 2 minutes. {ending fanfare.} {BUZZ} {everyone returns to their seats as the audience cheers.}

Gamer: I'm gonna give you guys 1000 jumbo points! {audience cheers.} Their just like points 'cept worth a lot less. Lets go to a game. this was actually selected by a fan who sent in a request via the internet. Song Styles! {C.J. walks to the stage and gets a stool. Gamer goes to the front row. And sees someone sitting in seat, surrounded by 6 women.} You. What's your name?

Person: Tenchi Masaki. (from Tenchi Muyo!)

C.J.: All those girls with ya?

{Tenchi nods his head. Sitting next to him is Ryouko on one side, Aeka on the other. Sasami, Mihoshi, Kiyone, and Washuu are behind him. Ryooki is on his shoulder.}

Gamer: Big party there. C'mon down! {he and Tenchi head to the stage. C.J. heads for Tenchi's seat.} {to C.J.} Where ya goin'?

C.J.: {sits in Tenchi's seat.} Enjoyin' the show so far, girls? {audience laugh and cheer.}

Gamer: Hey! Ya gotta sing the song!

C.J.: I quit the show! Tenchi looks he can sing! Let him do it! It's easy! Do this. {singing.} Let's do another hoe-down! This make 300 now! {audience laughs. He gets up and gets back on stage. Tenchi is already sitting in the stool and Gamer is at the desk.}

Gamer: Now like I said, this was sent to me via e-mail, so you are gonna sing to Tenchi in the style of the Village People. {audience laugh and cheer.} And guess what? {pulls out a police officer hat and a construction worker hat.} Here's your hats! {C.J. walks up and grabs both hats. He puts on the police hat and gives Tenchi the worker hat. Tenchi puts it on.} {to the sitting performers.} Hey guys! {pulls out a box of hats.} You're doing back-up! {audience cheers as they come down and get their hats. Megaman has the biker hat and glasses, Spike has the sailor hat, Yamcha the Indian feathers. They stand on the stage in the back.} Man! You guys look more messed up than usual.

Spike: I feel like the boy on the crackerjack box. {audience laugh as he strikes the pose.}

Gamer: You must got a baaaaaaad prize, then. {audience laughs.} So when the music starts, take it away guys! {YMCA (without the lyrics) starts playing. The audience claps in tune with it.}

{the performers are facing their backs toward the audience and are dancing like the Village People do. The audience cheers as they turn around.}

C.J.: {singing.} There's a young man in the place, 6 women on his case! He's Tenchi! {performers in the back are dancing as he sings.} Wielder of the sword of fame, conveniently has the same name, he's Tenchi! Tenchi! Has 6 women, you know! Tenchi! I'd rather be on HIS show! Tenchi! Because you see! I wish 6 girls could fight over me! {audience cheers.} He's Tenchi! T- E-N-T-C-H-I! {Tenchi and the audience laughs.} Tenchi! T-E-N-T-C-H-I! Tenchi! He's Tenchi!

Other performers: Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!

C.J.: Tenchi! {tempo starts to speed up. Audience laugh as the performers dance faster.} {singing fast.} Tenchi! 6 women fight. Tenchi! Ing over him! Tenchi! T-E-N-T- Tenchi! C-H-I! Tenchi! All the girls love him! {quickly.} This song got so damn fast, I can't rhyme! {audience and Tenchi laughs. He starts dancing along with the others.} {BUZZ}

Gamer: {laughing uncontrollable.} That's was the funniest damn song ever! {to a stage hand.} What happened?

Stage Hand: The system had a bug in it. I'm sorry.

Gamer: Don't apologize! It's okay. Who really noticed? {audience laughs.} Still, that was funny.

Megaman: {to the other performers.} Alright, at 2nd verse, we give 'em a full-blown polka! {audience laughs.} Keep your ears open, cause when the tempo changes, this *bleep* takes off! {audience laughs.}

Gamer: Okay! Thanks a lot Tenchi! {Tenchi walks back to his seat, the audience cheers. The performers head back to their seats.} 1000 points to the music guys! {audience laughs.} And 1000 to Tenchi, or as C.J. spells it, TENTchi. {audience laugh.}

C.J.: Did I really spell it.

Gamer: T-E-N-T-C-H-I! Tentchi! {audience laughs.} Tentchi! Tentchi!

C.J.: You try spelling at 300 *bleep* beats per minute!

Gamer: {audience laughs.} If this ever makes it to air, I'm be so impressed! Tentchi! Let's move on. Tentchi!

C.J.: I know! I know! Read your card!

Gamer: Our next game, Narrate! This is for Megaman and Yamcha! {audience cheers as they come on stage.} You two are gonna act out a Film Noir scene at an unusual location. Audience, give me an unusual location for a Film Noir scene. {audience shout out suggestions.} Circus! The circus! So whenever you're ready, Film Noir scene at the circus. {slow piano music starts playing. Yamcha pretends to juggle. Audience laughs.}

Megaman: {walks up to the camera (close up)} About a week ago.no, last Tuesday. maybe 3 years. no, yesterday. {audience cheers.} The Maltese Rubber Nose was stolen. And it was up to me to get it. My search led me to this circus. And I saw the crook. He stood out like a sore thumb. {walks back.} {to Yamcha.} I finally found you, ya stinkin' mime! {audience laughs.}

Yamcha: {close up.} {he starts doing the mime trapped in the box act. The audience laugh and cheer. He points at Megaman.} I'm just glad he doesn't know what I'm saying. {walks back.} {to Megaman.} Truth is. I'm not a mime. {pretends to have hair come out of the side of his head.

Megaman: {close up.} When I saw those two bats come out of his head. {audience laughs.} it took me by surprise. That's when I realized his nose was fake. I put 2 and 2 together. That make 22. {audience laugh. He walks back.} {to Yamcha.} Where's the Maltese Nose?

Yamcha: {close up.} I recognized him. He was the worst clown there ever was. The only thing he could make with balloons was. well, let's just say his name was *bleep* the Clown. {audience laugh and go wild. He walks back.} {to Megaman} I don't know where the nose is. Why don't you make like your name and blow? {audience laugh, cheer, and applaud. Gamer is cracking up.}

Megaman: If you just give the nose, I'll leave. {close up.} I had a plan. I big plan. But it required steady hand, fast wit, and it must be flawless. {walks back. Points behind Yamcha.} What's that? {Yamcha looks back and Megaman pretends to pull off his nose.} Got your nose. {audience laughs.}

Yamcha: Looks like you caught me. {close up.} He thought he caught. But I too had a plan. {walks back, pretends to blow-up a long balloon, and acts like he's twisting it around. He holds out his thumb and index finger like a gun.} Stick 'em up! {audience laughs.}

Megaman: {close-up.} He points a balloon gun at me. I didn't want to know if it shot real bullet, though. So I had to think fast. {walks back.} Tell ya what. I'll let you keep the nose on one condition. Make me a star again.

Yamcha: Okay. Why not? {close up.} It'd be hard trying to make him a star again. He has a face only a mother could love, if she blind in both eyes. {audience laughs and cheers. He walks back.} Alright. Make me a balloon animal.

Megaman: {close up.} Now I was in trouble. It's been 5 years since I made one. I made the only thing I could think of. {walks back and moves his hands around like he's twisting around a balloon.}

Yamcha: {close up.} Wanna know what he made? Need I remind you what his name was? {BUZZ} {audience laughs and applauds.}

Gamer: Hey! Don't go anywhere. "Whose Line is it Anyway?" will be right back, after this!

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{scene fades in. The audience is cheering.}

Gamer: Welcome back to Whose Line is it Anyway? The show where everything's made up and the points don't matter. Hey. And if we have any fathers out there, {waves his hands in defense.} Your 17-year-old daughter came on to me! {audience laughs.} Let's move on to Theme Restaurant. This is for everyone. {all the performers walk on stage. They carry over a small table and 2 chairs.} Megaman and Yamcha are at a restaurant and C.J. and Spike are the waiters. The problem is, the restaurant has a strange theme, and that theme is. {reads a card.} Prison Life. So whenever you're ready, Prison Theme Restaurant!

{Megaman and Yamcha sit down.}

Megaman: Thank you for inviting to me to your business lunch, boss.

Yamcha: Don't mention it. Have you ever eaten here?

Megaman: No, sir.

Yamcha: This place is great. I tell ya.

C.J.: BUZZ! {gruff voice.} Ready to order, maggots!? {audience laugh as he walks up, pretending to swing a Billy Club around.} {to Yamcha} Up against the wall! {Yamcha gets up and pretend to lean against a wall.} Spread em', punk!!! {Yamcha spreads his legs and arms and C.J. pats the side of him, looking for weapons. The audience laugh and applaud.} You're good! {Yamcha sits back down.}

Yamcha: Could we start with appetizers?

C.J.: All we got is bread'n water! {looks at Megaman. Gets close to his face and stares angrily in his eyes.} You got somethin' to say to me, boy? {audience laughs.} Or do I gotta bust your fat head?

Megaman: um. no. Bread and water sounds good.

C.J.: I thought so. {walks away.} {shouts.} Time to order, you lowly maggots! {audience applauds.}

Megaman: The.uh. waiter seem nice, sir.

Yamcha: They all are! Very nice.

{Spike walks up, pretending to be handcuffed.}

Spike: Who ordered the bread and water?

Megaman: I did.

Spike: {gets closer to Megaman.} Listen, kid. You and me are in this together.

Megaman: We are?

Spike: That's right. Just remember the most important rules. One, don't make eye contract wit' the guards. Two, always watch yo' back. And three, if ya drop the soap in da shower, DON'T pick it up! {audience laugh. Spike walks off.}

Yamcha: Very important rules, you better follow them.

Megaman: I will, I will!

{the table starts shaking. Out from under it comes C.J., pretending to pant hard.}

C.J.: {looks around.} Dammit! I'm back where I started! {audience laughs.}

Spike: WOO! WOO! WOO! PRISONBREAK!!! {C.J. starts running around and Spike follows, trying to catch him. The audience is roaring with laugher and applauding. C.J. jumps over then table and into the audience. Spike follows and they run back stage. The audience applauds.} Get back here!

Megaman: Lot of action here.

Yamcha: Action is good! Action is good!

Spike: {walks up to Megaman.} Hey, boy. I want you to know somethin'. You're my girl now. {audience laugh and cheer.} You don't speak 'til I say so. You don't walk 'til I say so. And when I say bend down, you bend down! {audience laugh.} Got it?

Megaman: {nervous} G-got it.

{Spike walks off.}

Yamcha: Waiters are very nice here.

Megaman: uh. Sir, I'm starting to feel really uncomfortable here.

{C.J. walks up.}

C.J.: Hey, girl. Guess what time it is.

Yamcha: I know. {gets out of his seat and bends down. Audience roars with laughter.} {BUZZ} {the performers head to their seats.}

Gamer: Boy, you guys sure know a lot about prison life.

C.J.: I'm gonna have nightmares about this show.

Gamer: Any of your girlfriends watching, guys?

Spike: I'll be in therapy if you need me. {audience laugh.}

Gamer: Let's go on to The Millionaire Show! {audience cheers.} This is for everyone! {all the performers walk on stage. They grab two chairs and put them on stage.} Now, Yamcha is a contestant on a game show, hosted by Spike. Megaman will be the friend in the audience, and C.J. is the phone-a- friend. What we need from the audience is a strange theme or style of the show. {looks at the audience. They are shouting out suggestions.} Old people version. So whenever you guys are ready, the old person version of "The Millionaire Show." {C.J. walks to the side of the desk and Megaman goes into the audience. Yamcha and Spike sit in the chairs.}

Spike: Welcome back to "How wants to get enough money to retire and never have to work at a crappy job again!" {audience laugh and cheer.} {to Yamcha, who is pretending to sleep.} Hey! Wake up!

Yamcha: {wakes up.} Huh? What?

Spike: Do you wanna be a millionaire?

Yamcha: {old man's voice.} {holds his ear closer.} Ay?

Spike: Do you wanna be a millionaire?

Yamcha: Ay? Say that again?

Spike: Just say yes.

Yamcha: Ay?

Spike: Say yes!

Yamcha: Ay?

Spike: {quickly.} We'll take that as a yes! {audience laughs.} Tell everyone your name.

Yamcha: My name is Old Man Jenkins. You can call me Old Man. I have every old folk disease from A, Alzheimer's to Z, {pause} Whatever disease starts with Z. {audience laughs.}

Spike: You have 2 questions.

Yamcha: Ay?

Spike: {loudly and slowly.} You.have.two.questions.left.as.well.as.two.life.lines!

Yamcha: {pause} Ay?

Spike: Just get to the question! {audience laughs.} Your first question: Blue and red are. A: Purple. B: Two different colors. C: The color of the pretty pills I take everyday. {audience laugh.} or D: THOSE DAMN NEIGHBOR KIDS!!! {audience laugh and cheer.} {Yamcha is pretending to sleep.} WAKE UP!!!

Yamcha: What? Oh. That's a tough one. Kinda reminds me of the time me and the missus went out for bean burrito. Needless to say, I'd be passing the old wind for a while. {audience laugh.}

Spike: Get to the answer!

Yamcha: I'm going to get my friend, Mumbles from the audience to answer.

Spike: Mumbles? {looks at the audience.} Mumbles! You up there?

Megaman: {mumbling unintelligible.}

Yamcha: Mumbles! Use your voice box thingy.

Megaman: {pretends to hold something against his neck.} {mumbling.} Yeah. what.is it?

Yamcha: The answer A, B, C, or D?

Megaman: Ay?

Yamcha: A?

Megaman: {mumbles.} No, AY!!!

Yamcha: You Canadian? {audience laughs.}

Megaman: {mumbles.} Go with C!

Yamcha: Ay?

Megaman: No! B! {audience laugh.}

Yamcha: You think I should go wit D?

Megaman: Ay?

Yamcha: C? {audience laugh and cheer.}

Megaman: That one! Go with B!

Yamcha: Okay! {turns to Spike.} He says it's D.

Spike: That your final answer?

Yamcha: A!

Spike: {louder} IS THAT YOUR FINAL ANSWER!?

Yamcha: I heard ya! Change it to A!

Spike: You want A?

Yamcha: No C! {audience laughs.}

Spike: D?

Yamcha: B!

Spike: C!

Yamcha: How 'bout A!

Spike: Okay, D is your final answer. {audience laughs. Spike shakes his head.} You come on my show. Give stupid answers. And you're ON YOUR WAY TO A MILLION DOLLARS!

Yamcha: What?! {audience cheers and applaud..} {he starts hitting his chest with his fist.} {old man's voice.} You shouldn't surprise an old man like that!

Spike: Excited?

Yamcha: You bet! I just made a mess in my rubber pants. {audience laugh loudly.}

Spike: {pause.} I'm gonna sit over here now. {moves his chair 3 steps away from Yamcha.} Let's move on to our next question.

Yamcha: Yeah! {wheezes and hits his chest again.} I'm.having.a.stroke. Hurry and read it!

Spike: Here is the question. The capital of Japan is A: Toyko. B: The "J". {audience laugh and cheer.} C: Kyoto. D: WHO STOLE MY MEDICATION?!?! {audience laughs.}

Yamcha: Can I make a call to my family? God knows if I don't call them myself, I'll never speak to them. Ever since they put me in the home, they don't visit. They don't call. They don't.

Spike: {interrupts.} Okay! You're boring me! {audience laughs.} Our ratings dropped 7 points for that rambling!

Yamcha: Sorry. I'd like to call my lazy, grandson, Davie, who never learned the value of a dollar.

Spike: We'll get him on the line. Davie! You there?

C.J.: {over the phone.} This better be good! The phone sex hotline is $5:95 a minute! {audience laughs.}

Spike: Believe me! I know! We got your grandpa here.

C.J.: Did he escape from the home, AGAIN? {audience laughs.}

Spike: No. He's on The Millionaire Show!

C.J.: Oh! I watch that show all the time!

Spike: Really?

C.J.: No! Never seen it! {audience laughs.}

Yamcha: Sonny boy. Is that you?

C.J.: Who are you?

Yamcha: {scratches his head.} I forget.

Spike: This is your grandpa, and he's one question away from a million dollars!

C.J.: Is that a lot? {audience laughs.}

Yamcha: I remember now! Is the answer A, B, C, or D? {audience laughs.}

C.J.: It helps if I know the question, you old.

Yamcha: Capital of Japan! Didn't you learn it in school?

C.J.: I'm 49 years old, for God's sake.

Yamcha: Then how old am I? {audience laughs.}

C.J.: The capital is J!

Yamcha: J isn't a choice. You only got A, B, C, D.

C.J.: Can I go now?

Yamcha: Yeah sure. By the way. You're out of my will.

C.J.: {shouting.} WHAT!?!? {audience laughs and cheers.} You old son of a.

Spike: {interrupts.} Bye, Davie! {to Yamcha.} So you chose J?

Yamcha: No B!

Spike: B is the J!

Yamcha: BJ? {shakes his head.} You got a sick mind. {audience laugh and cheers.}

Spike: So you choose J?

Yamcha: Yeah!

Spike: Okay. {shakes his head.} Be lucky that you kicked your grandson of your will. That way you can SPEND ALL THE MONEY YOU WANT!!! You win! {audience cheers and applauds.}

Yamcha: WHAT?! {starts hitting his chest, then falls on the floor. He says nothing.}

Megaman: {running from the audience.} {mumbles.} Make way! {reaches Yamcha and puts his fists on his chest.} CLEAR! ZAP! {Yamcha raises up and falls again. Megaman puts his fists on his chest again.} CLEAR! ZAP! {BUZZ} {BUZZ} {BUZZ}

Gamer: Hey! Don't go anywhere! We'll find out who the winner is, right after this!

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{scene fades in. The audience is cheering. Gamer is on the stage, along with C.J. He's standing behind a small table of assorted objects.}

Gamer: Welcome back to Whose Line! Tonight's winner, C.J.! {audience cheers as he gives them a thumbs up.} And he gets to do a game with me and Spike. {to off stage.} Ready, Spike?

Spike: {slowly walks out, wearing a clown costume. He has an unhappy look on his face. The audience roars with laugher.} You must really hate me.

Gamer: This was a request sent via e-mail. She wanted us to reenact her favorite Whose Line moment. The game we're playing is called Helping Hands. Me and Spike are gonna act out a scene, but Spike can't use his hands. C.J. has to be his hands for him. {Spike stands in front of C.J. C.J. sticks his hands out and make them look like Spike's.} We also have to use the stuff on this table. And the scene is?

Yamcha: {at the desk, reading a card.} Gamer is a excited birthday boy who is being entertained by Spike the Clown. {audience laugh as Spike groan.}

Gamer: {quickly puts on a birthday hat and an apron that says, "Birthday Boy."} Let's get started. {turns to Spike.} {kid voice.} This is no fun! My daddy said you'd be a funny clown!

Spike: {while C.J. is pointing a finger at Gamer.} Hey! {C.J. shakes moving the finger up and down as Spike speaks.} I didn't go through 3 years of Clown College to be rushed by a little runt like you. But since I got 15 minutes. {C.J. holds up 5 fingers.} That's right. 15! Five! {C.J. does it again.} Five! {again} Five! {again} {audience cheers.}

Gamer: Do a trick, now!

Spike: Okay. {looks at C.J.'s sleeve.} I got something up my sleeve. {C.J. uses his right hand to pull out colored streamer from his left sleeve. He gets some of it out and starts tugging it.} Oops! It's stuck. {audience laughs as he pulls out the rest.}

Gamer: {excited} Golly! That was great!

Spike: Okay! {C.J. moves his hand around the table.} What have we here? {C.J. grabs a can of silly string.} Watch this! {C.J. sprays some string into the audience. They cheer and scream. C.J. then sprays Spike's face.} I like it too!

Gamer: Ha ha ha! You're funny!

Spike: {starts to speak but gets some string in his mouth. The audience laughs.} Excuse me. {C.J. puts the can down and Spike spits the wad of string in his hand. The audience groan in disgust. C.J. throws the wad away and wipes his hands on Spike's shirt.} Okay! What do we do now?

Gamer: I want juggling!

Spike: Okay! {C.J. moves his hand around the table.} {chuckle.} I can't find the juggling balls that are on the LEFT side! {audience laugh. C.J. gets 3 red juggling balls and starts throwing them in the air. He juggles them slowly.} Bum-bum-ba-da-ba-da-bum-bum-bum-bum! {audience start cheering and applauding. C.J. drops the balls after 6 seconds of juggling.} And that's all you get!

Gamer: Gee! That was awesome!

Spike: How bout' another trick? {C.J. grabs to large metal rings.} Don't blink! 1! {C.J. quickly hits the rings together and the connect to each other. The audience cheer and applaud.} Apparently, I only count to 1 on this trick.

Gamer: Wow!

Spike: Watch me pull them apart! {C.J. tries to pull them apart, but it doesn't work. He then throws it off stage.} Ta-da! {C.J. moves his hands around.} It's gone.

Gamer: Can I have a balloon animal?

Spike: One balloon animal, coming up! {C.J. looks for a balloon and finds one. It's a red long one and has been inflated already.} Thank God, it's pre-blown up. {C.J. starts twisting it around and makes a balled up mess that immediately returns to normal.} It's a. worm! {audience laughs. C.J. hands it to Gamer.} Here you go.

Gamer: {takes the balloon.} Thanks a lot! How bout a hat trick?

Spike: Let me get my hat. {C.J. feels around the table and grabs a hat. He pulls out of it a small toy rabbit.} Ta-da! {audience cheers and laughs.} Wanna see me pull a hat outta a rabbit? {C.J. acts like he's pulling something out of the rabbit's ear. He grabs the hat from the table and acts like he pulled it from the rabbit's ear.} Ta-da! {audience laughs.}

Gamer: That was a nice trick.

Spike: {C.J. grabs a can of peanuts.} Would you like some peanuts?

Gamer: Sure! {Gamer takes the can, points it at Spike and opens the top. Nothing comes out.} What the? {audience laughs.}

Spike: Happens all the time to me. {C.J. puts his finger inside the can and 3 rubber snakes pop out.} There it is!

Gamer: {pretends to cry.} WAAAAAH! WAAAAAH!

Spike: {C.J. pats Gamer's back.} Don't cry little guy. I know what you'd want. {C.J. grabs a custard pie.} A nice big pie. {audience laugh. C.J. holds out the pie.}

Gamer: Gee, thanks! {Gamer pushes the pie out of C.J.'s hands and into Spike's face. It explodes with custard and crust and covers his face. The audience roars with laughter and applauds. Spike moved slightly, so C.J. got some custard on his face. Gamer starts laughing loudly. The pie sticks to Spike face.} I've always wanted to do that! Oh.man!

C.J.: {gets away from Spike and wipes the cream off his face.} You know what. {grabs a hidden pie from under the table.} So do I! {hits Gamer in the face with the pie. It completely covers his face. The audience roars with laughter and cheers. Yamcha and Megaman are doubled over with laughter. Spike is laughing will wiping off his pie. C.J. raises his arms in victory.} YEAH! YEAH!! LET IT BE KNOWN!!! I HIT A WRITER WITH A PIE!!! I WAS WAITING ALL NIGHT TO DO THAT!!!

Gamer: {takes the pan off his face and is laughing.} That's all for tonight's show! See ya later! {audience is cheering and applauding. Gamer the crème off his lips.} It's tastes delicious!

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(Got a favorite character you want to see on the show? Either as a performer, sung to, or used in a scene, you can tell me by reviewing or e- mailing me at gamerctm@yahoo.com . You can also tell me so of your ideas for the show. What scenes you want to see pulled out of the hat, what lines to use during Whose Line, and ideas for Party Quirks, Let's Make a Date, or Weird Newscasters. Any game you have an idea for, I will read and maybe even use. Until next time!)