If you are just joining us, you are at the best part. Why is it the best part? because it is the last part. Which means I can stop writing this peice of crap story, and go back to thinking up good stories, which I am too lazy to transfer into text. That is the true sign of a literary genius? Laziness? I think it is. Thank you to all those who read this story in its entirety, (sean, me, MC, saphire Rose, me, Adam, ummm.... that guy who said I was spammy... ummmm... Oh did I mention Me? hmmm.... I guess I did... hmmmm.... I think thats all, maybe I would have more fans if I was talented, Oh well) Without you guys.... I would probably have died long ago... a boating accident most likely... or maybe spontanious combustion... but you all saved me from that most horrible fate, and thus, I have outwitted the cold hand of death, wich will most likely come back to destroy me with an even more painful disturbing end.... Isn't that nice? Now for your viewing pleasure, without any further interuptions, The Beauty that is...

The Stupid Story of Stupid Stuff of No Importance, Part 7: The Final Nightmare

On the Silly silly spaceship

With HEL shot, and the bomb on the way to earth, The crew of this silly silly spaceship have only one option, to guess the recall code.

Drave- We have only one option, We must guess the recall code!

Kuby!- but there are millions of possible choices

Drave- But we have got to try! How long is the code anyway?

Kuby!- Ummm... it is five digits

Drave- Crap! Do you think you can lock any digits in?

Kuby!- Yes, I have locked in three of the correct digits

DR_V_

(Do you see where this is going? well good, because, I am gonna drag this stupid joke for a bit.)

Drave- Ack! that could be anything!

Kuby!- Is there anything that he says alot? a particular word, perhapse?

Drave has a few non-drug enduced flash backs now

twelve years earlier, Jupiter mission... er... I mean... Oh you know what I mean, Drave, and HEL are at boot camp together

Drill Sergeant- Alright maggots, for the next few moments of this flashback, you are MINE! and you will address me as Sir, do you hear me??

HEL- YES DRAVE!

Skip forward a month, they are still at bootcamp, I guess

HEL- This is my Drave, there are many draves like it, but this drave is drave...

Skip forward to the early starts of Vietnam 1.5

Army guy- What is the meaning of this? A peice sign on your uniform and "Born to kill" written on your Helmet? is that some kind of joke?

HEL- No, Drave, I think it symbolises the Draveality of Drave, Drave

Skip forward to a helicopter mission... of doom

Drave- How can you flopin smaggle women and children?

HEL- It's Dravel, just dont drave in as Drave!

Stupid flashback ends, but the moronic joke continues

Drave- Hmmmmmm...... I think he said Charlene a few times

Kuby! tries entering that in but it doesnt fit

Kuby!- Dang it, it doesnt fit!

The dog comes in with a printout.

EVARD (Only with some of the letters spelled backwards, yeah, Im just trying to cram in as many references as I can, before I finish this)

They enter that in the code thing but still no luck, they later toss the dog out into space... his head implodes.

Suddenly Kuby! sees a reflection of the printout in the mirror! Its DRAVE!!!!!!

Kuby!- Drave, I think I know what the code is!!!!

Drave- No, it doesnt matter, the bomb is past the point of no return... we are doomed

The bomb crashes into the hotel-ish thing and blows up the world... no wait.. never mind, it misses the world completely and crashes into... oh, say.... an asteroid or somthing.

Drave- Yay!

Kuby!- The world doesn't end! Hurray!

Drave- Yep, well, I've learned something today, if you are going to drop an atomic bomb on something, make sure you have a reason other than, just because it is there.

Kuby!- Sounds like you learned alot, buddy

Drave- Yep, hey isn't that a vampire?

Kuby!- Huh? where? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

The vampire kills Drave and Kuby! and the rest of the crew, except for Stanpy whom becomes the president of the United States after the assassination of Peter Sellers.

Scatman, the sister of Nicole goes on to take over the hotel of doom, where she eventually declares bankruptcy.

HEL misses his brain by mere inches and is now recovering in Pennsicola, Florida.

Nicole, before dying... again, gives birth to a giant semi-transparent space baby, this baby, is rumored to bring the end to vietnam War II... or something

Drave, Kuby!, Nicole, Stanpy, Barry Lyndon and Peter Sellers go down in history as... well... they didn't really go down in history as anything. anddo you know why? because this was just a story. It was not based on true events, nor did it come from original ideas, it was based on movies far greater than anything I wrote down in this peice of garbage story. I would hope that Stanley Kubrick was spinning in his grave teh day I started writting this. Luckily for me, no one reads this, because constant exposure to work of this caliber can and will effect your ability to think properly. As this story ends I want you to ask yourself something. Why did I read this? Was there not a better story to read? I hope you never make this mistake again... well... I take that back, I want you to read all of my stories, and review them... Review them to make the voices go away. and with that, this story comes to an end. bye now.