Lock, Shock, and Barrel's Daytime Talkshow
By:Jack Bones
Roles:
Lock: Host
Shock: Stylist & Maid
Barrel: (Wait and see)
"Welcome back, to our special edition of Halloween: Unscripted, with our special guest star,
Bill Cosby!" announced the intercom, as a crowd of freaks cheered uncontrollably. "Ahem..."
coughs Lock, trying to calm the freaks down.The crowd immediatley sits down. "Anyways, Bill, I
heard that your working on a new sitcom" said Lock. "Yes, I am now working on a sitcom called,
"The shizknee show" replied Bill. The crowd goes into an awkward silence. "Merideth..." calls
Lock. An old, hump backed granny comes oout and smacks Bill Cosby in the face. "What the
(beep) was that for!" screamed Bill. "You seem to be abandoning our ratings, Bill, we're rated
PG, not Pg-13" whispered Lock calmly. "Shut the (beep) up, and now, tell me, WHAT THE (beep) WAS
THAT OLD WOMAN THINKING?!?!?" hollered Bill, throwing his chair to the floor. "Meredith..."
called Lock once again. The old granny appeared once again. The crowd started hollering,
"GIVE HIM THE PIN!". The old granny did a wrestling pose, and pulled a rolling pin as if out of
nowhere. "What The!?" screamed Bill, in agonizing pain. "Meredith...that'll do..." commanded
Lock.
"Meredith" stopped beating his head, and ran back stage. The freaks were cheering
outrageously. "Calm down, my fellow rejects" said Lock. Bill was now lying on the floor,
in a fetal position, moaning in pain. "Well, now its time for our not-so vital lesson
of today's episode of Halloween: Unscripted" announced Lock. "Our lesson is-" he was
cut off by Bill- "This show sucks more than the shizknee!" he moaned. "Well...YOU SUCK!"
screamed Lock, kicking Bill. The freaks start jumping over the railings, and ganging up on
Bill. "AHHHH!" screamed Bill. Body parts flew in every direction. "STYLIST!" yelled
Lock.
"Yeah, Lock?" asked Shock, running out from backstage with curlers in her hair. "Clean
this up, please." commanded Lock. An ajax pad poofed into Shock's hand, as she began scrubbing.
"settle down...now..." whispered Lock to the freaks, which were now eating the remains of Bill.
They still feasted on his carcuss. "SETTLE DOWN NOW, BEFORE I PULL OUT YOUR INTESTINES,
AND USE THEM AS A JUMPROPE!!!" boomed Lock. The freaks walked back to their seats, licking
their fingers. Shock walked to a seat to. "NOT YOU!, THE FREAKS!" thundered Lock after Shock.
"oh..." Shock walked back to the mess, grabbing a leg on the way.
"Like, I was saying, the lesson of the day is...to NEVER walk an old lady across the
street"-The crowd goes silent-Lock pulls out a pitch fork, and points it at the audience.
The audience gasps, and starts going wild against their will. "Be sure to catch us
tomorrow, with our special guest, MADONNA!!! Until then, have a great day!" screamed Lock,
giving a farewell.
Authors Note/ R&R please! I will only make a new chapter if I get good reviews! My first fic!
By:Jack Bones
Roles:
Lock: Host
Shock: Stylist & Maid
Barrel: (Wait and see)
"Welcome back, to our special edition of Halloween: Unscripted, with our special guest star,
Bill Cosby!" announced the intercom, as a crowd of freaks cheered uncontrollably. "Ahem..."
coughs Lock, trying to calm the freaks down.The crowd immediatley sits down. "Anyways, Bill, I
heard that your working on a new sitcom" said Lock. "Yes, I am now working on a sitcom called,
"The shizknee show" replied Bill. The crowd goes into an awkward silence. "Merideth..." calls
Lock. An old, hump backed granny comes oout and smacks Bill Cosby in the face. "What the
(beep) was that for!" screamed Bill. "You seem to be abandoning our ratings, Bill, we're rated
PG, not Pg-13" whispered Lock calmly. "Shut the (beep) up, and now, tell me, WHAT THE (beep) WAS
THAT OLD WOMAN THINKING?!?!?" hollered Bill, throwing his chair to the floor. "Meredith..."
called Lock once again. The old granny appeared once again. The crowd started hollering,
"GIVE HIM THE PIN!". The old granny did a wrestling pose, and pulled a rolling pin as if out of
nowhere. "What The!?" screamed Bill, in agonizing pain. "Meredith...that'll do..." commanded
Lock.
"Meredith" stopped beating his head, and ran back stage. The freaks were cheering
outrageously. "Calm down, my fellow rejects" said Lock. Bill was now lying on the floor,
in a fetal position, moaning in pain. "Well, now its time for our not-so vital lesson
of today's episode of Halloween: Unscripted" announced Lock. "Our lesson is-" he was
cut off by Bill- "This show sucks more than the shizknee!" he moaned. "Well...YOU SUCK!"
screamed Lock, kicking Bill. The freaks start jumping over the railings, and ganging up on
Bill. "AHHHH!" screamed Bill. Body parts flew in every direction. "STYLIST!" yelled
Lock.
"Yeah, Lock?" asked Shock, running out from backstage with curlers in her hair. "Clean
this up, please." commanded Lock. An ajax pad poofed into Shock's hand, as she began scrubbing.
"settle down...now..." whispered Lock to the freaks, which were now eating the remains of Bill.
They still feasted on his carcuss. "SETTLE DOWN NOW, BEFORE I PULL OUT YOUR INTESTINES,
AND USE THEM AS A JUMPROPE!!!" boomed Lock. The freaks walked back to their seats, licking
their fingers. Shock walked to a seat to. "NOT YOU!, THE FREAKS!" thundered Lock after Shock.
"oh..." Shock walked back to the mess, grabbing a leg on the way.
"Like, I was saying, the lesson of the day is...to NEVER walk an old lady across the
street"-The crowd goes silent-Lock pulls out a pitch fork, and points it at the audience.
The audience gasps, and starts going wild against their will. "Be sure to catch us
tomorrow, with our special guest, MADONNA!!! Until then, have a great day!" screamed Lock,
giving a farewell.
Authors Note/ R&R please! I will only make a new chapter if I get good reviews! My first fic!