EVTSC I do not or ever have owned Trigun, thank you.
^^. I am the one worth $$60 billion!!
.^^ And I'm his brother. That would make me worth $$ 1200 billion
LeGaTo'S tAlEs FrOm ThE GiRlS BaThRoOm
LEGATO: Welcome plebeians, which all of you are. If you look it up in the dictionary because you don't know it, you will find what it means.
VASH: Ello. HE WAVES AND SQUEAKS.
VASH: We have a very interesting topic today.
LEGATO: I didn't choose it. My esteemed co-host chose it.
WW: FROM BEHIND HIS CAMERA FROM WHERE HE HARDLY EVER IS Of course he chose it.
DOMINIQUE: He's a big perv.
VASH: LOOKING SAD. I'm hurt.
WW: Sure you are.
VASH: Anyways. Today's topic is underwear!
KNIVES: Underwear? Why that?
WW: So he could get closer to Meryl's.
VASH: Why I'd never. HE SITS THERE FOR 5 MINUTES. THEN THE GUILT GETS TO HIM. Fine! That's the truth! I cannot tell a lie! I did look in Meryl's draw and they were all gone.
MILLY: That's because she moved them! SHE GOES BACK TO HER PUDDING.
VASH: First up is. PULLS AN ENVELOPE OUT OF HIS POCKET. Midvalley the horn freak!
MIDVALLEY: SUDDENLY STOPS PLAYING KNIVES. Me?
VASH: Yes you! Now tell us Mr. Saxaphone, what kind of under-roo's do you wear?
MID: BLUSHING. Well, HE PLAYS HIS FINGERS ON THE BUTTONS THAT YOU PUSH TO MAKE THE NOTES ON HIS SAX. This is kind of embarrassing, but their brass.
VASH: Brass.?
MID: The chicks dig them.
LEGATO: I can't believe I let him talk me into this. PONDERS UPON IT FOR A MOMENT. Oh wait! I know why. I was hoping he'd ask Dominique! HE SIGHS.
VASH: Thanks for sharing Mr. Brass butt.
MID: IGNORES VASH'S REMARK AND GOES BACK TO PLAYING HIS SAXAPHONE THIS TIME PLAYING SOMETHING THAT HAS NO NAME.
VASH: That was interesting. Who knew that they ever made brass undies?
LEGATO: Go figure my obtuse co-host spiky head.
VASH: LOOKS AROUND THE STUDIO, AKA THE BATHROOM. Now who to ask.? A LIGHT BULB APPEARS OVER HIS HEAD. Dominique!!
DOMINIQUE: What?
VASH: What about you?
DOM: What about me?
VASH: You know what we're talking about, underwear. What are yours?
DOM: Undisclosed comment.
LEGATO: Tell! HE FORCES HER TO SPEAK.
DOM: I.TRYING TO RESIST. Wear.A purple.RESTIANCE IS GETTING HARD. Thong.
LEGATO: Yes! HE LOOKS DOWN. Uh I mean.uh.Vash.who's next?
VASH: STICKS OUT HIS TOUNGE. Milly!!
MILLY: Yes?
VASH: What about you?
MILLY: Light blue with little teddy bears on them!
LEGATO: Bears? Teddy bears?
WW: Ya, they're kind of spiffy if you ask me.
LEGATO: We didn't. Go back to your job. Infidel.
WW MUMBLES UNDER HIS BREATH.
VASH: Interesting. Very, very interesting.
LEGATO: Strange.
VASH: Now then what about our handy dandy camera man Ste.I mean WW.
WW: SMILES PROUDLY. Well Vash. Mine are sensible and also illustrates what my profession is.
VASH: Wow. What do they look like?
WW: Well needle-noggin. They are black, silk that is, and have white crosses scattered on them. Very fashionable, non?
VASH: Non.? What the.?!
LEGATO: No speaking French! Only what you normally speak!
VASH: Wow. Since when could you start speaking French?
WW: Since just that moment ago, Mon ami!
VASH: Wow.
LEGATO: Get back to your job!
WW: IMITATING LEGATO. Yes, Mastah.
VASH: Who's next.? VASH CHEWS ON HIS THUMBNAIL AS HE THINKS. Brother of mine! What about you?
LEGATO: Mastah? Are you going to share with human population of which you wish to destroy on the topic of your panties?
KNIVES: First off, I don't wear panties! Panties are for women spiders! But yes, for they won't live long enough to remember what I wear under my clothing.
VASH: Lovely.
KNIVES: Yes. Well I wear the holy underwear! I might discuss with you all one day on how I happened to get them in my clutches. But not today, for it will take a while. Besides. I don't feel like telling you. For I would much rather rip your eyes from their sockets.
VASH: Yikes. So by holy, you mean the moths ate them?
KNIVES: . No! I mean they are holy. Not holes in them you nincompoop but the other holy, divine, sacred, hallowed, people worship these babies!
LEGATO: Meaning you could conquer the humans while they adorn you with gifts just to see or touch your underwear?
KNIVE: Yes. But I don't want them that close to me.
VASH: Anyways. HE TURNS TO LEGATO. What about you. Mr. Cyclops.
LEGATO: I am not a Cyclops
VASH: But we've only seen your one eye the whole time we've known you. Thus that could mean you are in truth a Cyclops.
MERYL: The topic or your ass!
VASH: Yes, well. What about your undergarments?
LEGATO: I chose nothing.
VASH: You mean under your pants is nothing? Gross!
LEGATO: No, it's called easy access.
KNIVES: Do not discuss this sadistic thing around my virgin ears.
VASH: ...Right.
LEGATO: Forgive me Mastah Knives.
VASH: Who haven't we asked yet.?
LEGATO: .
ALL IN THE ROOM LOOK AT VASH.
LEGATO: You my dimwitted side kick.
VASH: BLUSHING Oh yeah. Well I have two favorite pairs. The ones with the donuts and fairies that glows in the dark. And then there are the ones that have little black cats on them. The color scheme of them is red and white. And to top it all off is a white band around the top.
LEGATO: Superb.
VASH: Meryl-chan! Can you come out here a minute?
MERYL WALKS OUT OF HER OFFICE. MERYL: What Vash.
VASH: What color are your panties?
MERYL SMACKS HIM IN THE FACE. VASH RUBS HIS FACE.
VASH: But Meryl-chan.
KNIVES: Remember your spidery critics and the little freshmen boys who want to know. Oh and then there's Vash, my idiotic brother who doesn't know what's good for him.
VASH: Please Meryl-chan.
MERYL: AFTER A FEW MOMENTS AND A LONG SIGH. Fine. Today's are green.
VASH: Green? Can I see? WABAM! MERYL STORMS OFF THE STAGE INTO HER OFFICE AND LOCKS THE DOOR BEHIND HER.
LEGATO: I take it that means that's the end of today's show.
VASH: Ya'll come back now, ya' here.
-Finito-
EVTSC: HEHEHE
.^^ Knives and the quest for the holy underpants!
^^. Meryl-chan! Marry me!!
Leave me alone Vash!
^^. I am the one worth $$60 billion!!
.^^ And I'm his brother. That would make me worth $$ 1200 billion
LeGaTo'S tAlEs FrOm ThE GiRlS BaThRoOm
LEGATO: Welcome plebeians, which all of you are. If you look it up in the dictionary because you don't know it, you will find what it means.
VASH: Ello. HE WAVES AND SQUEAKS.
VASH: We have a very interesting topic today.
LEGATO: I didn't choose it. My esteemed co-host chose it.
WW: FROM BEHIND HIS CAMERA FROM WHERE HE HARDLY EVER IS Of course he chose it.
DOMINIQUE: He's a big perv.
VASH: LOOKING SAD. I'm hurt.
WW: Sure you are.
VASH: Anyways. Today's topic is underwear!
KNIVES: Underwear? Why that?
WW: So he could get closer to Meryl's.
VASH: Why I'd never. HE SITS THERE FOR 5 MINUTES. THEN THE GUILT GETS TO HIM. Fine! That's the truth! I cannot tell a lie! I did look in Meryl's draw and they were all gone.
MILLY: That's because she moved them! SHE GOES BACK TO HER PUDDING.
VASH: First up is. PULLS AN ENVELOPE OUT OF HIS POCKET. Midvalley the horn freak!
MIDVALLEY: SUDDENLY STOPS PLAYING KNIVES. Me?
VASH: Yes you! Now tell us Mr. Saxaphone, what kind of under-roo's do you wear?
MID: BLUSHING. Well, HE PLAYS HIS FINGERS ON THE BUTTONS THAT YOU PUSH TO MAKE THE NOTES ON HIS SAX. This is kind of embarrassing, but their brass.
VASH: Brass.?
MID: The chicks dig them.
LEGATO: I can't believe I let him talk me into this. PONDERS UPON IT FOR A MOMENT. Oh wait! I know why. I was hoping he'd ask Dominique! HE SIGHS.
VASH: Thanks for sharing Mr. Brass butt.
MID: IGNORES VASH'S REMARK AND GOES BACK TO PLAYING HIS SAXAPHONE THIS TIME PLAYING SOMETHING THAT HAS NO NAME.
VASH: That was interesting. Who knew that they ever made brass undies?
LEGATO: Go figure my obtuse co-host spiky head.
VASH: LOOKS AROUND THE STUDIO, AKA THE BATHROOM. Now who to ask.? A LIGHT BULB APPEARS OVER HIS HEAD. Dominique!!
DOMINIQUE: What?
VASH: What about you?
DOM: What about me?
VASH: You know what we're talking about, underwear. What are yours?
DOM: Undisclosed comment.
LEGATO: Tell! HE FORCES HER TO SPEAK.
DOM: I.TRYING TO RESIST. Wear.A purple.RESTIANCE IS GETTING HARD. Thong.
LEGATO: Yes! HE LOOKS DOWN. Uh I mean.uh.Vash.who's next?
VASH: STICKS OUT HIS TOUNGE. Milly!!
MILLY: Yes?
VASH: What about you?
MILLY: Light blue with little teddy bears on them!
LEGATO: Bears? Teddy bears?
WW: Ya, they're kind of spiffy if you ask me.
LEGATO: We didn't. Go back to your job. Infidel.
WW MUMBLES UNDER HIS BREATH.
VASH: Interesting. Very, very interesting.
LEGATO: Strange.
VASH: Now then what about our handy dandy camera man Ste.I mean WW.
WW: SMILES PROUDLY. Well Vash. Mine are sensible and also illustrates what my profession is.
VASH: Wow. What do they look like?
WW: Well needle-noggin. They are black, silk that is, and have white crosses scattered on them. Very fashionable, non?
VASH: Non.? What the.?!
LEGATO: No speaking French! Only what you normally speak!
VASH: Wow. Since when could you start speaking French?
WW: Since just that moment ago, Mon ami!
VASH: Wow.
LEGATO: Get back to your job!
WW: IMITATING LEGATO. Yes, Mastah.
VASH: Who's next.? VASH CHEWS ON HIS THUMBNAIL AS HE THINKS. Brother of mine! What about you?
LEGATO: Mastah? Are you going to share with human population of which you wish to destroy on the topic of your panties?
KNIVES: First off, I don't wear panties! Panties are for women spiders! But yes, for they won't live long enough to remember what I wear under my clothing.
VASH: Lovely.
KNIVES: Yes. Well I wear the holy underwear! I might discuss with you all one day on how I happened to get them in my clutches. But not today, for it will take a while. Besides. I don't feel like telling you. For I would much rather rip your eyes from their sockets.
VASH: Yikes. So by holy, you mean the moths ate them?
KNIVES: . No! I mean they are holy. Not holes in them you nincompoop but the other holy, divine, sacred, hallowed, people worship these babies!
LEGATO: Meaning you could conquer the humans while they adorn you with gifts just to see or touch your underwear?
KNIVE: Yes. But I don't want them that close to me.
VASH: Anyways. HE TURNS TO LEGATO. What about you. Mr. Cyclops.
LEGATO: I am not a Cyclops
VASH: But we've only seen your one eye the whole time we've known you. Thus that could mean you are in truth a Cyclops.
MERYL: The topic or your ass!
VASH: Yes, well. What about your undergarments?
LEGATO: I chose nothing.
VASH: You mean under your pants is nothing? Gross!
LEGATO: No, it's called easy access.
KNIVES: Do not discuss this sadistic thing around my virgin ears.
VASH: ...Right.
LEGATO: Forgive me Mastah Knives.
VASH: Who haven't we asked yet.?
LEGATO: .
ALL IN THE ROOM LOOK AT VASH.
LEGATO: You my dimwitted side kick.
VASH: BLUSHING Oh yeah. Well I have two favorite pairs. The ones with the donuts and fairies that glows in the dark. And then there are the ones that have little black cats on them. The color scheme of them is red and white. And to top it all off is a white band around the top.
LEGATO: Superb.
VASH: Meryl-chan! Can you come out here a minute?
MERYL WALKS OUT OF HER OFFICE. MERYL: What Vash.
VASH: What color are your panties?
MERYL SMACKS HIM IN THE FACE. VASH RUBS HIS FACE.
VASH: But Meryl-chan.
KNIVES: Remember your spidery critics and the little freshmen boys who want to know. Oh and then there's Vash, my idiotic brother who doesn't know what's good for him.
VASH: Please Meryl-chan.
MERYL: AFTER A FEW MOMENTS AND A LONG SIGH. Fine. Today's are green.
VASH: Green? Can I see? WABAM! MERYL STORMS OFF THE STAGE INTO HER OFFICE AND LOCKS THE DOOR BEHIND HER.
LEGATO: I take it that means that's the end of today's show.
VASH: Ya'll come back now, ya' here.
-Finito-
EVTSC: HEHEHE
.^^ Knives and the quest for the holy underpants!
^^. Meryl-chan! Marry me!!
Leave me alone Vash!