Mwwhahaha!! I warned people not to review. I'm home alone with nothing to
do and I've decided to continue this story..
Anyways, FYI the song Cowboys And Angels was used because the chorus goes
**Cowboys (Zach) and Angels(Max)
Leather and Lace**
And Max wears leather so I'm not sure what that means. ;)
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Max has arrived at the pearly gates, only to discover Zach awaiting entrance.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"Don't say that word here. Hey, you're the pretty girl from the hospital."
"Yeah. I'm your sister Max, you moron.."
"Well Max. I forgot how to stop a car."
Max gives him a look of disbelief.
"I had amnesia bozo."
"Apparently you forgot how to insult too."
"Yeah. Wanna make something of it?"
"No. I don't want your incest gene to kick in."
"Next!" calls the gatekeeper.
"Wait a minute! Since when is my exboyfriend guardian of the gate? What happened to St. Peter?"
"Hey Max. am I still the Man?"
"Eric. You never were the Man. You passed out before I could screw you. Seriously, you should consider watching how much you drink!"
"Fine. You're not getting in. So there." He sticks out his tongue.
"Too bad, so sad. I'm friends with the Blue Lady and she has seniority."
"Not anymore. She lost her place as God's right hand man -er,- woman because she had an affair with a follower."
"Oh no! Let me guess. Ben?"
"How'd you know that?"
"He's the man. Ben figured it out. If people aren't exactly what you want, you kill them. And that applies to EVERYONE. even annoying drunks who give you cases of oil."
"God! She's making fun of me."
"SHUT UP ERIC!!!!! Everyone makes fun of you. I make fun of you. The old lady that lives above Logan Cale's penthouse makes fun of you! You're an idiot!"
GOD comes out, looking suspiciously like a talking Doberman. "Max gets to come in if she wants. She's friends with merpeople, and I owe them a favor. Dogs aren't great swimmers."
Meanwhile, back at the apartment..
"How could Max not fall in love with me." Logan takes off his glasses. "I'm Superman. Think about it. I'm a journalist with a secret identity that fights crime. My glasses are my disguise."
"Whatever dude." A very high Lydecker looks at Logan. He's wearing little duck boxer, and you can see the top of a camouflage thong at the top. (AN: my nickname for Lydecker is Lyducky) .
"I must go save Asswhore from impalement on the walrus's tusks."
"Uh, man. I think Max said it was a wild Boar."
"Never mind. I may be horny and annoying, but that is not cool. I know! BOOTYCALL!!!"
he picks up the phone. "Hey. Is this Sexy Mommas Escort Service? Good. Send me your best girl."
A little while later..
Logan opens the door. "Kendra. Why are you working as a prostitute?"
"Is this what the job is? Oohh, now everything makes sense. Anyways, short story long, Mr. Multiples ran off with some chick named Margo Cale. Left me high and dry. Said I was too promiscuous. I kicked his ass all the way to Canada!" she looks proud of herself. "The Margo bitch got what she had coming to her."
"Margo Cale is my aunt you ninny! How dare you hurt my family! They're so important to me."
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I'll stop now. Review please, I promise I won't write anymore. And yeah, this isn't my best piece of writing, so read my other story (soon to be *if I get off my ass and finish them* stories) if you want to know how I write. And congrats to anybody who figured out who Margo was.
Anyways, FYI the song Cowboys And Angels was used because the chorus goes
**Cowboys (Zach) and Angels(Max)
Leather and Lace**
And Max wears leather so I'm not sure what that means. ;)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Max has arrived at the pearly gates, only to discover Zach awaiting entrance.
"What the hell are you doing here?"
"Don't say that word here. Hey, you're the pretty girl from the hospital."
"Yeah. I'm your sister Max, you moron.."
"Well Max. I forgot how to stop a car."
Max gives him a look of disbelief.
"I had amnesia bozo."
"Apparently you forgot how to insult too."
"Yeah. Wanna make something of it?"
"No. I don't want your incest gene to kick in."
"Next!" calls the gatekeeper.
"Wait a minute! Since when is my exboyfriend guardian of the gate? What happened to St. Peter?"
"Hey Max. am I still the Man?"
"Eric. You never were the Man. You passed out before I could screw you. Seriously, you should consider watching how much you drink!"
"Fine. You're not getting in. So there." He sticks out his tongue.
"Too bad, so sad. I'm friends with the Blue Lady and she has seniority."
"Not anymore. She lost her place as God's right hand man -er,- woman because she had an affair with a follower."
"Oh no! Let me guess. Ben?"
"How'd you know that?"
"He's the man. Ben figured it out. If people aren't exactly what you want, you kill them. And that applies to EVERYONE. even annoying drunks who give you cases of oil."
"God! She's making fun of me."
"SHUT UP ERIC!!!!! Everyone makes fun of you. I make fun of you. The old lady that lives above Logan Cale's penthouse makes fun of you! You're an idiot!"
GOD comes out, looking suspiciously like a talking Doberman. "Max gets to come in if she wants. She's friends with merpeople, and I owe them a favor. Dogs aren't great swimmers."
Meanwhile, back at the apartment..
"How could Max not fall in love with me." Logan takes off his glasses. "I'm Superman. Think about it. I'm a journalist with a secret identity that fights crime. My glasses are my disguise."
"Whatever dude." A very high Lydecker looks at Logan. He's wearing little duck boxer, and you can see the top of a camouflage thong at the top. (AN: my nickname for Lydecker is Lyducky) .
"I must go save Asswhore from impalement on the walrus's tusks."
"Uh, man. I think Max said it was a wild Boar."
"Never mind. I may be horny and annoying, but that is not cool. I know! BOOTYCALL!!!"
he picks up the phone. "Hey. Is this Sexy Mommas Escort Service? Good. Send me your best girl."
A little while later..
Logan opens the door. "Kendra. Why are you working as a prostitute?"
"Is this what the job is? Oohh, now everything makes sense. Anyways, short story long, Mr. Multiples ran off with some chick named Margo Cale. Left me high and dry. Said I was too promiscuous. I kicked his ass all the way to Canada!" she looks proud of herself. "The Margo bitch got what she had coming to her."
"Margo Cale is my aunt you ninny! How dare you hurt my family! They're so important to me."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
I'll stop now. Review please, I promise I won't write anymore. And yeah, this isn't my best piece of writing, so read my other story (soon to be *if I get off my ass and finish them* stories) if you want to know how I write. And congrats to anybody who figured out who Margo was.