What Losers like Tracey Want
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, okay? Just Lucifer_Blade.
So don't sue me or I'll send you to the land of duckies and bunnies!
LB: Hi all. How are ya? This a parody of the popular
(Puke) movie "What Women Want". Actually the whole movie sucked so I don't care if I spoil some of it. So lets get on with the damn parody!
Oak's House, June 23, 1962
Oak: (is on the toilet, taking a crap)
LB: Oh crap. Too far back.
Oak's House June 23, 0001
Oak: (is on a rock, somehow taking a crap)
LB: (Is slightly freaked out by the whole rock thing) Wrong way, again. Man, Oak is seriously freaking old!
Outside Oak's House, Who the **** Cares about the Damned Date
LB: Okay. I'm officially freaked out now.
Ash: I bet.
LB: ?
Author: (seriously scared at the moment) Guh?
Misty: Stop Screwing with the damn fic, you little piece of crap!
Ash: (little man voice) I'm sorry, sir.
Misty: Go on.
LB: Right… Anyway, Ash & Company are walking down road when…
(Armageddon suddenly happens onto Ash & Co.)
LB: ?
Brock: Ouch… please help me. I am in an extreme amount of pain right now. I think the shattered rock split my head open. Can you please give me a Band-Aid or something? Please! Help me!
LB: Anyway, we must-
Brock: My legs are bent out of position and a mongoose stole my Pokémon. Help me you bastard!
LB: (Jumps into hole) Phaser Blade!
(Lots of blood emerges from hole, and Tracey walks by,
Sketches the whole incident and walks away, later to die a very horrible death by piggy disease (Scary shit).
LB: Okay, that was a complete failure. Well, at least I learned a valuable lesson. 'Tracey wants to die, and if not, kill him anyway and say it was suicide.'
Crap, that sucked. We didn't even get to the damn story!
Well, obviously we'll do this again in the next chapter, but with who? =}
Disclaimer: I don't own anything, okay? Just Lucifer_Blade.
So don't sue me or I'll send you to the land of duckies and bunnies!
LB: Hi all. How are ya? This a parody of the popular
(Puke) movie "What Women Want". Actually the whole movie sucked so I don't care if I spoil some of it. So lets get on with the damn parody!
Oak's House, June 23, 1962
Oak: (is on the toilet, taking a crap)
LB: Oh crap. Too far back.
Oak's House June 23, 0001
Oak: (is on a rock, somehow taking a crap)
LB: (Is slightly freaked out by the whole rock thing) Wrong way, again. Man, Oak is seriously freaking old!
Outside Oak's House, Who the **** Cares about the Damned Date
LB: Okay. I'm officially freaked out now.
Ash: I bet.
LB: ?
Author: (seriously scared at the moment) Guh?
Misty: Stop Screwing with the damn fic, you little piece of crap!
Ash: (little man voice) I'm sorry, sir.
Misty: Go on.
LB: Right… Anyway, Ash & Company are walking down road when…
(Armageddon suddenly happens onto Ash & Co.)
LB: ?
Brock: Ouch… please help me. I am in an extreme amount of pain right now. I think the shattered rock split my head open. Can you please give me a Band-Aid or something? Please! Help me!
LB: Anyway, we must-
Brock: My legs are bent out of position and a mongoose stole my Pokémon. Help me you bastard!
LB: (Jumps into hole) Phaser Blade!
(Lots of blood emerges from hole, and Tracey walks by,
Sketches the whole incident and walks away, later to die a very horrible death by piggy disease (Scary shit).
LB: Okay, that was a complete failure. Well, at least I learned a valuable lesson. 'Tracey wants to die, and if not, kill him anyway and say it was suicide.'
Crap, that sucked. We didn't even get to the damn story!
Well, obviously we'll do this again in the next chapter, but with who? =}