Harry: Hello, Folks.

Ron: Yo. 'Dup, yall?

Harry: Now, before we give you the show, you must read and understand the rules. They are:

1) No poking the Golden Monkey. (He's MINE!)

2) No talking to the randomly selected audience members unless they talk to you

3) No throwing socks

4) No cursing or use of the following words: sugar, cheese, moose-piss, and chili.

5) No name-calling unless the assaultant has a jellybean crawling up his finger

6) Etc. etc.

Breaking of the rules may result in the following:

1) Death of your pet Hamburger

2) Erosion of your moose-poking machine; or

3) The worst of all: wetting your frilly, lacy panties and running off the set, screaming like a girl.

Ron nods vigorously.

Harry: That's all folks!

Random audience member: Hey! The show hasn't even started!

Ron and Harry look at each other.

Ron: Err... we kinda... well... don't have anything else... SO I GUESS WE WILL JUST HAVE TO INPROVISE!

Harry: One warning: Snape and the Moose are... um... *glances around* ... Snape and the Moose are on vacation. Yeah, that's it. Well, we've hired a new cast member: Proffessor Sprout!

Proffessor Sprout walks onstage, looking flushed and worried.

Sprout: H-hi Harry. Sup, Ron?

Ron: Nuffin, and you, Flanny?

Sprout: Flanny? Who the hell is Flanny?

(Sprout has lost stagefright)

Ron: Oh, Flanny is---

Ron is suddenly abducted by aliens.

Sprout: Oh, what the hey! Let's have a party!

Suddenly, the room becomes a random hallway. Music is playing at different volumes from insignifigant banjoes.

Sprout: PARTY OVA HEEAH! YaA YaA YaA! uH HUH! wHOO BAY BAY!

Ron: I'm hungry. Hey, Minerva (who just suddenly appeared out of nowhere), got any Rold Gold?

Minerva: I don't sell my--- I mean--- er-- I don't sell drugs to students.

Ron: Aww, Minerva. You know I am your secret lover! *Rupert Grint's twisted sexy smile*

Minerva starts digging around in her uncharacteristically deep pockets. Moments later, she pulls out an enormous bag of Rold Gold pretzels that would have NEVER fit even in HER pockets.

Minerva: Here ya' go, lover. *shakes eyebrows*

Ron: I didn't mean Rold Gold the pretzels, you rotten whore! And I am not your lover! I paid you, remember?!
We 're over!

Ron storms out of room and falls up to heaven, just to be kicked out by Snape, who is mad at him for cheating on him with Minerva. Ron falls all the way down to Hell and rots there for eternity.

Harry: Now that that's settled... COME HERE, MY LOVE!
*summons Minerva*

Minerva sits on his lap, and they kiss until they run out of breath and suffocate.

The End...?

((ten minutes pass))

Random Audience Member # 2: Hey! What the HELL happened to the last show's cliffhanger? Weren't Ron and Harry doing something?

Random Harry Potter Character: Duh! They started reading the rules, you moron! didn't you read--- I mean watch the beginning?

RAM#2: Oh... I forgot. Sorry, people----

An Unidentified Flying Sheep hits him on the head with a small fork, and flies off laughing maniacally.

Narrarator: What will happen? You know what to do. WATCH THE NEXT EPISODE!!
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