Harry: *wide, insane smile* Hello, pals! Welcome to Episode Three!
Ron: Yeah, come join the party!
(a/n ack i have blisters on my tongue! too much sugar!)
*Hermione enters*
Hermione: I like tuna!
*an old tripod guy waddles onscreen and recites a speechy thing*
Old guy:
I was in Vietnam
I was traumatized by vietnam
i saw bullets flyin over my head in vietnam
they had very excellent pot in vietnam
it was made by little gay vietnamese strip boys in vietnam
goddamn dirty communists
i would like to go back there in vietnam
and get high and drunk there
in vietnam
i lost my genitilia in vietnam
istead of having my giggle stick senior peety down there i now have apiece of plastic from vietnam
goddamn gov't bastards
i had a nice time in vietnam
til my BF joe the moe got shot in his face cause he was playin with his winky again
in his last wishes in vietnam
he said "charlie i have a confession to make
in vietnam
i am the biggest faggot on this side of indiana."
i said "SHOOT HIM AGAIN 2 times cause i dont like faggots."
i was very sad after that but i dont like faggots, they can burn in hell
thsi has been my story
in vietnam
if you didn't like this story
i'll come kick your little white boy ass
cause my name is charlie meriwether winkey lewis the III
and i was in vietnam
SPERM WHALE LUBRICANT.
Ron *amazed*: Really?
Old guy: *grabs his neck and starts vibrating violently and secreting from the mouth* SEIZURE!
*Old guy dies*
Old guy: I have died. In Vietnam.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry all suddenly spontaneously combust as a new, randomly placed goat walks in on his hind legs, displaying his genitilia to the public.
Goat: I am the new star of the show. *Pulls out a large medallion* OBEY ME NOW!
*The notorious threesome (threesome?!) wakes up from the dead suddenly.*
Harry/Hermione/Ron: *murder goat* ACK! Now that that's over with. Here's some entertainment for you as we go seek a better, more improved plot idea for the writer, who is desperately thinking of things to make your mind corrupt.
*they exit stage*
INTERMISSION
*a dancing gopher appears and starts tapdancing. He soon gets to eating buttered camel, and finally, for the finale, he pulls out three extremely agitated lobsters and starts soothing them with hot wax!*
Hermione walks onstage. Harry follows. Ron has his thumb up his butt hole and he is just standing there, a pleasured grin on his face.
The three are on lunch break. Harry pulls out a small package wrapped in aluminum foil, and opens it. A dead hamster is inside. He sticks it in a microwave for a few minutes, and pulls it out and stares at it hungrily. He pries open the stomach with his fingers and starts ravenously devouring his vital organs...
Hermione opens a lunchbox covered with pictures of teens going at it with farm animals. Within the lunchbox, she finds a flowered pattern of fabric. She licks her lips, and stuffs it in her mouth.
Ron starts gnawing on a sleeping audience member's foot. Once he has torn the foot entirely off, he quickly stuffed the secreting limb into his Pull-Ups(TM) training pants.
(A/n yes, that was disturbing. I was in a perverted mood :-p)
INTERMISSION OVER
Harry: Well, that's about it.
Hermione: Yeah, bye now!
Ron: *hurries off to a near porta potty*
Ron: Yeah, come join the party!
(a/n ack i have blisters on my tongue! too much sugar!)
*Hermione enters*
Hermione: I like tuna!
*an old tripod guy waddles onscreen and recites a speechy thing*
Old guy:
I was in Vietnam
I was traumatized by vietnam
i saw bullets flyin over my head in vietnam
they had very excellent pot in vietnam
it was made by little gay vietnamese strip boys in vietnam
goddamn dirty communists
i would like to go back there in vietnam
and get high and drunk there
in vietnam
i lost my genitilia in vietnam
istead of having my giggle stick senior peety down there i now have apiece of plastic from vietnam
goddamn gov't bastards
i had a nice time in vietnam
til my BF joe the moe got shot in his face cause he was playin with his winky again
in his last wishes in vietnam
he said "charlie i have a confession to make
in vietnam
i am the biggest faggot on this side of indiana."
i said "SHOOT HIM AGAIN 2 times cause i dont like faggots."
i was very sad after that but i dont like faggots, they can burn in hell
thsi has been my story
in vietnam
if you didn't like this story
i'll come kick your little white boy ass
cause my name is charlie meriwether winkey lewis the III
and i was in vietnam
SPERM WHALE LUBRICANT.
Ron *amazed*: Really?
Old guy: *grabs his neck and starts vibrating violently and secreting from the mouth* SEIZURE!
*Old guy dies*
Old guy: I have died. In Vietnam.
Ron, Hermione, and Harry all suddenly spontaneously combust as a new, randomly placed goat walks in on his hind legs, displaying his genitilia to the public.
Goat: I am the new star of the show. *Pulls out a large medallion* OBEY ME NOW!
*The notorious threesome (threesome?!) wakes up from the dead suddenly.*
Harry/Hermione/Ron: *murder goat* ACK! Now that that's over with. Here's some entertainment for you as we go seek a better, more improved plot idea for the writer, who is desperately thinking of things to make your mind corrupt.
*they exit stage*
INTERMISSION
*a dancing gopher appears and starts tapdancing. He soon gets to eating buttered camel, and finally, for the finale, he pulls out three extremely agitated lobsters and starts soothing them with hot wax!*
Hermione walks onstage. Harry follows. Ron has his thumb up his butt hole and he is just standing there, a pleasured grin on his face.
The three are on lunch break. Harry pulls out a small package wrapped in aluminum foil, and opens it. A dead hamster is inside. He sticks it in a microwave for a few minutes, and pulls it out and stares at it hungrily. He pries open the stomach with his fingers and starts ravenously devouring his vital organs...
Hermione opens a lunchbox covered with pictures of teens going at it with farm animals. Within the lunchbox, she finds a flowered pattern of fabric. She licks her lips, and stuffs it in her mouth.
Ron starts gnawing on a sleeping audience member's foot. Once he has torn the foot entirely off, he quickly stuffed the secreting limb into his Pull-Ups(TM) training pants.
(A/n yes, that was disturbing. I was in a perverted mood :-p)
INTERMISSION OVER
Harry: Well, that's about it.
Hermione: Yeah, bye now!
Ron: *hurries off to a near porta potty*