1 Celebrity Death Match: Wobbly-Headed Bob vs. Happy Noodle Boy
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters Wobbly-headed Bob, Happy Noodle Boy or Nny. They all belong to… dammit I've forgotten his name, the guy who draws Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, the comic. I don't own Celebrity Death Match either. All the rest of it is mine, all mine ahahaha.
I've never really watched much Celebrity Death Match (which is why the commentary is done more WWWF style) I just liked the concept, so Qualia and I were bouncing around some ideas about matching up various fictional characters on it.
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
ANNOUNCER: And in the red corner we have the little nugget of angst that is WOBBLY HEEADED BARB!
CROWD: (Boos, hisses)
BOB: Erm, I think there must be some mistake. I am a vessel of truth! I seek to enlighten, not to destroy!
ANNOUNCER: And in the blue corner, here to lay the smack down on that pansy-arsed little munchkin we have the lean, the mean, the dangerously deluded HAAPY NOODLE BOY!
CROWD: (Applauds wildly)
H.N.B: You What hairy-nosed rumpus is this? Pickles! Pickles! You fish want me to steal his magic melons?
CROWD: Yeah! Whooo!
BOB: You wish to hurt me? But I suffer so much already! No one can truly comprehend the agony within me!
CROWD: (boos, hisses)
BOB: For I alone see the truth!
H.N.B: Truth! Nibble at my wondrous mandibles, will you? I'll show you the life of the mind! Teeth is it? Teeth! Celine Dion needs no coathangers!
BOB: Poor deluded soul! You use your madness to insulate you from the despair which would otherwise consume you utterly, as it consumes all but I, for I alone am made to bear the suffering of the world!
H.N.B: World! You fiendish muffin! Around and around I never go! It's just like a lightbulb only crunchy!
BOB: Poor benighted soul! Let me help you1
H.N.B: I am no sheep! Baa! Humbug!
(to crowd) Shall I break his knobbly knees?
CROWD: Yeah! Whoo!
HNB: Knees! Knees! Bendy, but I never ate the-
SFX: Chink, swish, swish, wet thud, wet thud, liquid dripping sounds
JTHM: Sorry, but that was taking too fucking long.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters Wobbly-headed Bob, Happy Noodle Boy or Nny. They all belong to… dammit I've forgotten his name, the guy who draws Johnny the Homicidal Maniac, the comic. I don't own Celebrity Death Match either. All the rest of it is mine, all mine ahahaha.
I've never really watched much Celebrity Death Match (which is why the commentary is done more WWWF style) I just liked the concept, so Qualia and I were bouncing around some ideas about matching up various fictional characters on it.
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
ANNOUNCER: And in the red corner we have the little nugget of angst that is WOBBLY HEEADED BARB!
CROWD: (Boos, hisses)
BOB: Erm, I think there must be some mistake. I am a vessel of truth! I seek to enlighten, not to destroy!
ANNOUNCER: And in the blue corner, here to lay the smack down on that pansy-arsed little munchkin we have the lean, the mean, the dangerously deluded HAAPY NOODLE BOY!
CROWD: (Applauds wildly)
H.N.B: You What hairy-nosed rumpus is this? Pickles! Pickles! You fish want me to steal his magic melons?
CROWD: Yeah! Whooo!
BOB: You wish to hurt me? But I suffer so much already! No one can truly comprehend the agony within me!
CROWD: (boos, hisses)
BOB: For I alone see the truth!
H.N.B: Truth! Nibble at my wondrous mandibles, will you? I'll show you the life of the mind! Teeth is it? Teeth! Celine Dion needs no coathangers!
BOB: Poor deluded soul! You use your madness to insulate you from the despair which would otherwise consume you utterly, as it consumes all but I, for I alone am made to bear the suffering of the world!
H.N.B: World! You fiendish muffin! Around and around I never go! It's just like a lightbulb only crunchy!
BOB: Poor benighted soul! Let me help you1
H.N.B: I am no sheep! Baa! Humbug!
(to crowd) Shall I break his knobbly knees?
CROWD: Yeah! Whoo!
HNB: Knees! Knees! Bendy, but I never ate the-
SFX: Chink, swish, swish, wet thud, wet thud, liquid dripping sounds
JTHM: Sorry, but that was taking too fucking long.
