DREW:Hello and welcome to Whose Line is it Anyway, the show where everything's made up and the points don't matter.
That's right, the points don't matter, just like Zim's transmissions to the Tallest! *audience laughs*
ZIM:*growls*
DREW:Tonight, watch him amaze you, for he is Zim!
ZIM:*waves, being particularly Zimmish*
DREW:He loves this show, Gir!
GIR:*jumps up and down in his seat, laughing and waving insanely*
DREW:Is he the only one who sees the alien sitting in class?, Dib!
DIB:*waves to the camera with a smile* DREW:And, you're in her light, Gaz!
GAZ:*just sits there, arms crossed*
DREW:Okay, so let's get started, our first game is Dating Gameshow (I dunno what it's called, sue me...), this is for all four of
you. Gaz is the bachelorette, and she has to pick from either three of the contestants, the only catch is,
they have to act out a special trait or characteristic and Gaz has to guess who they are. *Zim, Gir, and Dib look at the cards
placed on their benches* Okay, so let's begin!
GAZ:*in a girly, preppy voice* Bachelor number one, hieeeee!
DIB:(rabbit being chased by a hungry fox) Yea, whaddyawant!? I'm kinda busy here! *looks around cautiously*
GAZ:Well, I love to play video games on a Saturday night, what do you like to do on Saturdays...?
DIB:Well...*looks around again* I like to...oh, no...HE'S COMING! *hops around the stage* No!!! Stay away from me!!!
Find something else for your appetite!!!
GAZ:Ooookay, bachelor number two, hi hieee!
GIR:(high-skool homie) Wazzzzzzzaaaaaaaaahhhhhp!!!!!!!!! *does a peace sign and people in the audience laugh*
GAZ:Okie dokie, I love pizza! If we went on a date, where would you take me to eat?
GIR:Well baby, I'd take you wherever you want, you know what ahm sayin', dawg? *does that thing where he kisses his
fingers and does the peace sign* Peace out, home-girl...*crazy home-girls in the audience scream*
GAZ:Ooh, you sound phat! *laughs like a prep and the audience laughs* Bachelor number three, helloooo!
ZIM:(drunk guy in a bar) Hiiiiii...*waves lazily* MORE BEER!!! *pretends to hold up a glass* NOW!!!
GAZ:Umm...okay, I love to boogie in a dance club, what's your favorite dance bachelor number three...?
ZIM:...What? I'm sorry I...wow...*holds his fingers up to his face* Ha...haha...it's a haaaand...*pretends to almost fall out of
his chair* I...*cheeks puff up and he pretends to barf*
DIB:*hiding behind his bench in a ball, looking around and twitching his nose*
GIR:Ew, dawg, dat was mad-nasty...*moves his bench a few inches away from Zim*
GAZ:Umm...yea...heh...*buzzer goes off*
DREW:Okay, would you like to take a guess at who they are?
GAZ:Not really, but...*audience laughs* Umm...bachelor number one is a...rabbit, hiding from something...a dog maybe?
*buzzer goes off*
DREW:Yea, that's close enough, he's being chased by a fox. *audience claps as Dib goes back to his seat*
GAZ:And...bachelor number two...is...he's a player?
DREW:Sort of...it starts with an "h"...
GAZ:...A homie? *audience claps as Gir skips back to his seat* Now...bachelor number three is my uncle Frank...*audience
laughs*
DREW:Close enough, he's a drunk guy in a bar. *Zim and Gaz go back to their seats as the audience cheers*
Ah, a million points to Zim for doing an uncanny resemblance of Gaz's uncle Frank...
ZIM:*pretends to hold up a glass of beer* Wooo!!!
That's right, the points don't matter, just like Zim's transmissions to the Tallest! *audience laughs*
ZIM:*growls*
DREW:Tonight, watch him amaze you, for he is Zim!
ZIM:*waves, being particularly Zimmish*
DREW:He loves this show, Gir!
GIR:*jumps up and down in his seat, laughing and waving insanely*
DREW:Is he the only one who sees the alien sitting in class?, Dib!
DIB:*waves to the camera with a smile* DREW:And, you're in her light, Gaz!
GAZ:*just sits there, arms crossed*
DREW:Okay, so let's get started, our first game is Dating Gameshow (I dunno what it's called, sue me...), this is for all four of
you. Gaz is the bachelorette, and she has to pick from either three of the contestants, the only catch is,
they have to act out a special trait or characteristic and Gaz has to guess who they are. *Zim, Gir, and Dib look at the cards
placed on their benches* Okay, so let's begin!
GAZ:*in a girly, preppy voice* Bachelor number one, hieeeee!
DIB:(rabbit being chased by a hungry fox) Yea, whaddyawant!? I'm kinda busy here! *looks around cautiously*
GAZ:Well, I love to play video games on a Saturday night, what do you like to do on Saturdays...?
DIB:Well...*looks around again* I like to...oh, no...HE'S COMING! *hops around the stage* No!!! Stay away from me!!!
Find something else for your appetite!!!
GAZ:Ooookay, bachelor number two, hi hieee!
GIR:(high-skool homie) Wazzzzzzzaaaaaaaaahhhhhp!!!!!!!!! *does a peace sign and people in the audience laugh*
GAZ:Okie dokie, I love pizza! If we went on a date, where would you take me to eat?
GIR:Well baby, I'd take you wherever you want, you know what ahm sayin', dawg? *does that thing where he kisses his
fingers and does the peace sign* Peace out, home-girl...*crazy home-girls in the audience scream*
GAZ:Ooh, you sound phat! *laughs like a prep and the audience laughs* Bachelor number three, helloooo!
ZIM:(drunk guy in a bar) Hiiiiii...*waves lazily* MORE BEER!!! *pretends to hold up a glass* NOW!!!
GAZ:Umm...okay, I love to boogie in a dance club, what's your favorite dance bachelor number three...?
ZIM:...What? I'm sorry I...wow...*holds his fingers up to his face* Ha...haha...it's a haaaand...*pretends to almost fall out of
his chair* I...*cheeks puff up and he pretends to barf*
DIB:*hiding behind his bench in a ball, looking around and twitching his nose*
GIR:Ew, dawg, dat was mad-nasty...*moves his bench a few inches away from Zim*
GAZ:Umm...yea...heh...*buzzer goes off*
DREW:Okay, would you like to take a guess at who they are?
GAZ:Not really, but...*audience laughs* Umm...bachelor number one is a...rabbit, hiding from something...a dog maybe?
*buzzer goes off*
DREW:Yea, that's close enough, he's being chased by a fox. *audience claps as Dib goes back to his seat*
GAZ:And...bachelor number two...is...he's a player?
DREW:Sort of...it starts with an "h"...
GAZ:...A homie? *audience claps as Gir skips back to his seat* Now...bachelor number three is my uncle Frank...*audience
laughs*
DREW:Close enough, he's a drunk guy in a bar. *Zim and Gaz go back to their seats as the audience cheers*
Ah, a million points to Zim for doing an uncanny resemblance of Gaz's uncle Frank...
ZIM:*pretends to hold up a glass of beer* Wooo!!!