A/N: Hey everyone, we're back! Okay, shut-up, I know we've taken forever to
post the sequel, but Mrs. Wooley (our Spanish teacher) been giving us 5
pages of work each day.also, we decided this was going to be a trilogy, so
there's still one more bit of work to be done before this tale ends.
Lastly, we may not write for a while, b/c we're going to be writing a LOTR
parody/story thing. So enjoy this while you can!
Disclaimer: buy a squirrel.
( theme music) Dum da-duda-da! Alex and his Pet Monkey! The Sequel! ( fading theme music )
We begin our messed sequel in Bababobo's secret lair!.Wait, we tell a lie, considering that Bababobo's secret lair is nothing but a cardboard box behind the seven-eleven. The reason why Bababobo's secret lair is really crappy, is because he spent all the money he stole from Alex's wallet and from selling his grandmothers dentures on a big flashy neon sign that said "Bababobo's secret Lair!"(A/N: just think of the signs in Las Vegas and you have the idea.) " Chocolate! "Blueberry!" "Apple!" At this moment in Bababobo's lair a fight was going on between Martha Stewart'a army on whose pancakes were the best. Bababobo was fed up with them and decided that he might put them in a concealed chamber with no craft or cooking supplies, and only Teletubbies to watch. That then gave him another idea. To make his army greater he would clone the Teletubbies. While Bababobo was thinking of ways to clone Teletubbies, Alex was at the lawyer's office. Since Alex couldn't afford a good lawyer, he had to resort to Morgan, Colling, & Gilbert. "Howdy Mr.M, watcha calling me about?" Alex asked stupidly. "Well, Mr.A, I have some sorrowful news for you. It seems your grandmother's brother's sister's second cousin, twice removed, great-aunt's mother has passed away.." "I-I knew herrr s-so w-well!" Alex said tearfully. "Ahh, but your.whatever left you 12 million dollars," Morgan continued in a flat voice, "but due to lawyers fees, shipping and handling, employee workers expense, taxes, and illegal child labor laws, your total is.25 cents." "WHAT?!" Alex exclaimed incredulously," I CAN'T BUY ANYTHING WITH 25 CENTS!" "Pull yourself together man!" Morgan replied," you can buy gum!" "Huh, that's stupid! I'll have you know I use my credit card to buy gum!" Alex shot back smugly," Hey, wait, where's my credit card?" I want to speak with to Calling and Gilbert!" Alex demanded," I'm starting to think they're not real!" "No, no, they're just.indisposed." Morgan said vaguely, thinking of the straw dolls that had been pecked by crows.
"Stupid Money-Sucking Lawyers!" Alex yelled as he walked out of the building. He was on his way to Bogin, Munns, & Munns to see if he could get a better deal than M, C, & G. Walking past a cornfield, he didn't notice the pecked straw dolls with the nametags Colling and Gilbert pinned on their pecked out chests. At this moment Bababobo was doing another one of his monkey schemes. He had kicked (really!) Martha Stewart out of his secret lair, and now she was drinking slurpees while color-coordinating the doughnuts at the seven- eleven. And Bababobo was. "Fine! You won't speak! But I have different uses for you now." Bababobo cackled evilly, casting a flashlight over.(A/N#1: Bababobo can't afford a spot-light! ha-ha! Sucks to be him!)
MARTHA STEWART'S PAPER DOILIES! (A/N#2:You know, those little material things that old ladies keep on their couches and dinner tables!)
"I shalt hold you ransom! MWUAHAHAHAHAHA! Now I need to send a message to Ms.Mc M.S.!"
Bababobo ran around the front of the 7-11, and burst through the door, panting heavily.
"NOOOOO! First Martha Stewart, now an evil monkey! This is a place of evil!" screeched the cashier/owner, while doing the cross sign with his fingers and jumping out the window. "Message for Martha Stewart!" said Bababobo. " How many times have I told you do not bother me when I'm color- coordinating the donuts!" she yelled. The owner peeked through the window." Leave the money for the slurpees on the counter," he said. Annoyed, Bababobo turned to the owner and yelled, " If you do not leave now, I will brainwash you and turn you into my personal slave who will pick the bugs out of my fur!" "AAAHHHH! Okay, I'm leaving," the owner yelled. " Crazy monkeys! Crazy monkeys! Bug and flea infested monkey with Martha Stewart! OH THE HORROR!" screamed the owner as he was running down the street. " You have fleas?!" cried Martha Stewart, " I cannot have my perfect self around a flea infested monkey!" " I wouldn't say that you were*cough* perfect," said Bababobo, " and I am not flea infested. For your information, I just happen to use Herbal Essences." "Don't touch the dou-" "Shut up woman!" cried Bababobo, while moving his hand away from the pastries, where Martha Stewart now held a steak knife. " Now to business," said Bababobo. " You're going to help me color-coordinate my donuts? Mmm! These are sooo good!" said Martha stuffing five donuts in her mouth at one time. " How do you stay so skinny?" asked Bababobo. " I don't know, said Martha, hiding a Slim Fast can," What's your business?" she said. Bababobo took 10 really big steps away from Martha as he eyed the steak knife. "I have taken your paper doilies," said Bababobo, getting ready to run. "What! You little-" "MWUHAHHAHAHAAHA!" he yelled, running off. He ran back, panting, and said, "If you want to talk ransom issues, enter my lair!" with that, he ran off, tripping on the empty slurpee cups along cups along the way.
Alex sat in the office of Bogin, Munns, & Munns, waiting for Bogin to finish giving him a deal . "Well, Alex, I'm glad you came here," he said.
That's it so far. Did you like it? Of course you did, it's unlikable. And yes, this has nothing to do with HP, but I couldn't think of another place to put this.Oh yeah, just in case I didn't make this clear, don't take offense for anything we write. Okay? It's just for fun, humor, parody, that kind of stuff. Sometimes it's good to laugh at your own hobbies. Stayed tuned for the next part, and keep your eyes open for our LOTR parody/story thing! ~Debbie Christenson & Cathie Barnabee (not our real names! Haha! You'll never find out!)
Disclaimer: buy a squirrel.
( theme music) Dum da-duda-da! Alex and his Pet Monkey! The Sequel! ( fading theme music )
We begin our messed sequel in Bababobo's secret lair!.Wait, we tell a lie, considering that Bababobo's secret lair is nothing but a cardboard box behind the seven-eleven. The reason why Bababobo's secret lair is really crappy, is because he spent all the money he stole from Alex's wallet and from selling his grandmothers dentures on a big flashy neon sign that said "Bababobo's secret Lair!"(A/N: just think of the signs in Las Vegas and you have the idea.) " Chocolate! "Blueberry!" "Apple!" At this moment in Bababobo's lair a fight was going on between Martha Stewart'a army on whose pancakes were the best. Bababobo was fed up with them and decided that he might put them in a concealed chamber with no craft or cooking supplies, and only Teletubbies to watch. That then gave him another idea. To make his army greater he would clone the Teletubbies. While Bababobo was thinking of ways to clone Teletubbies, Alex was at the lawyer's office. Since Alex couldn't afford a good lawyer, he had to resort to Morgan, Colling, & Gilbert. "Howdy Mr.M, watcha calling me about?" Alex asked stupidly. "Well, Mr.A, I have some sorrowful news for you. It seems your grandmother's brother's sister's second cousin, twice removed, great-aunt's mother has passed away.." "I-I knew herrr s-so w-well!" Alex said tearfully. "Ahh, but your.whatever left you 12 million dollars," Morgan continued in a flat voice, "but due to lawyers fees, shipping and handling, employee workers expense, taxes, and illegal child labor laws, your total is.25 cents." "WHAT?!" Alex exclaimed incredulously," I CAN'T BUY ANYTHING WITH 25 CENTS!" "Pull yourself together man!" Morgan replied," you can buy gum!" "Huh, that's stupid! I'll have you know I use my credit card to buy gum!" Alex shot back smugly," Hey, wait, where's my credit card?" I want to speak with to Calling and Gilbert!" Alex demanded," I'm starting to think they're not real!" "No, no, they're just.indisposed." Morgan said vaguely, thinking of the straw dolls that had been pecked by crows.
"Stupid Money-Sucking Lawyers!" Alex yelled as he walked out of the building. He was on his way to Bogin, Munns, & Munns to see if he could get a better deal than M, C, & G. Walking past a cornfield, he didn't notice the pecked straw dolls with the nametags Colling and Gilbert pinned on their pecked out chests. At this moment Bababobo was doing another one of his monkey schemes. He had kicked (really!) Martha Stewart out of his secret lair, and now she was drinking slurpees while color-coordinating the doughnuts at the seven- eleven. And Bababobo was. "Fine! You won't speak! But I have different uses for you now." Bababobo cackled evilly, casting a flashlight over.(A/N#1: Bababobo can't afford a spot-light! ha-ha! Sucks to be him!)
MARTHA STEWART'S PAPER DOILIES! (A/N#2:You know, those little material things that old ladies keep on their couches and dinner tables!)
"I shalt hold you ransom! MWUAHAHAHAHAHA! Now I need to send a message to Ms.Mc M.S.!"
Bababobo ran around the front of the 7-11, and burst through the door, panting heavily.
"NOOOOO! First Martha Stewart, now an evil monkey! This is a place of evil!" screeched the cashier/owner, while doing the cross sign with his fingers and jumping out the window. "Message for Martha Stewart!" said Bababobo. " How many times have I told you do not bother me when I'm color- coordinating the donuts!" she yelled. The owner peeked through the window." Leave the money for the slurpees on the counter," he said. Annoyed, Bababobo turned to the owner and yelled, " If you do not leave now, I will brainwash you and turn you into my personal slave who will pick the bugs out of my fur!" "AAAHHHH! Okay, I'm leaving," the owner yelled. " Crazy monkeys! Crazy monkeys! Bug and flea infested monkey with Martha Stewart! OH THE HORROR!" screamed the owner as he was running down the street. " You have fleas?!" cried Martha Stewart, " I cannot have my perfect self around a flea infested monkey!" " I wouldn't say that you were*cough* perfect," said Bababobo, " and I am not flea infested. For your information, I just happen to use Herbal Essences." "Don't touch the dou-" "Shut up woman!" cried Bababobo, while moving his hand away from the pastries, where Martha Stewart now held a steak knife. " Now to business," said Bababobo. " You're going to help me color-coordinate my donuts? Mmm! These are sooo good!" said Martha stuffing five donuts in her mouth at one time. " How do you stay so skinny?" asked Bababobo. " I don't know, said Martha, hiding a Slim Fast can," What's your business?" she said. Bababobo took 10 really big steps away from Martha as he eyed the steak knife. "I have taken your paper doilies," said Bababobo, getting ready to run. "What! You little-" "MWUHAHHAHAHAAHA!" he yelled, running off. He ran back, panting, and said, "If you want to talk ransom issues, enter my lair!" with that, he ran off, tripping on the empty slurpee cups along cups along the way.
Alex sat in the office of Bogin, Munns, & Munns, waiting for Bogin to finish giving him a deal . "Well, Alex, I'm glad you came here," he said.
That's it so far. Did you like it? Of course you did, it's unlikable. And yes, this has nothing to do with HP, but I couldn't think of another place to put this.Oh yeah, just in case I didn't make this clear, don't take offense for anything we write. Okay? It's just for fun, humor, parody, that kind of stuff. Sometimes it's good to laugh at your own hobbies. Stayed tuned for the next part, and keep your eyes open for our LOTR parody/story thing! ~Debbie Christenson & Cathie Barnabee (not our real names! Haha! You'll never find out!)