*Flashing blue lights circle a stage and we see the blue curtains open.
Kid Blink, also known as Blinkieboy from his products, comes out wearing a
turquoise suit with matching eye patch. He has one of those long skinny
microphones, like the one the guy uses on the price is right. His hair is
slicked back really tight*
Kid Blink: Not so tight next time Ashley.
*He looks forward at the audience and four ladies with painted on smiles, in matching turquoise dresses, come behind Blink*
Blink: Today I have the offer of a life time! This is a white carpet.
*The four ladies walk up behind him holding a piece of white carpet.*
Blink: Which you ladies know is agony to clean. Am I right? Yeah. Well what if it got, oh lets say a Spot on it?
*The ladies put the carpet down and a couple more bring out a tied up Spot Conlon and put him on the carpet.*
Spot: Mmmmhhh, mmmmmm, hmmmm!
*Sorry no one can understand Spot. You're gagged. Ha ha ha! Hey. . . No! Stupid Green Garden Gnomes!*
GGG: You've been SPOCT!
*Stupid, how'd they get in this commercial. . . uh huh. Katie and Delphie let them in. I should have known.*
Spot: *wriggling* Hmmmm, hummmm!
*Blink approaches Spot.*
Blink: Just look at this uncivilized mess! This would probably really hard to get out of your house. Especially if you have a porcelain tub with boiling water. Huh, am I right? Yeah.
Spot: Mmmmmmhhhhhh!
*Shut up Spot. Hey they can't pin a button on Spot while he's tied up!*
GGG: You've been SPOCT!
*Those things are really a nouiscence. And I have just been told that they are disobeying orders by giving out multiple buttons. Hey, oh crapollas, not another one. You guys are deliberately taking advantage of people in a hurry, didja know that?*
Blink: Well you can get rid of ugly Spot's like this in only three minutes with this.
*A neon sign drops behind Blink. It is flashing and it says. . . .
BLINKIE BOYS' SPOT REMOVER
Blink: In three minutes flat, those ugly, disgusting, revolting, repulsive, nauseating. . .
Spot: HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMM!
Blink: Sorry Spot, gotta sell the product. You can get rid of Spot's in three minutes flat. Observe.
*Blink splashes Spot with some of the stuff. He makes sure to get him covered in the stuff. Oh, and it looks like it burns.*
Spot: UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
*Blink is looking at his watch and after approximately three minutes, he grabs Spot by the suspenders and tosses him off the stage.*
Spot: *in air* MMMMMMM!
Blink: See just like that Spot's disappear. They won't ruin you're carpets ever again. You can also buy the bathroom formula, and the kitchen formula. You can also get the maximum strength Blinkie Boys' Spot Remover. For those pesky Spot's that just won't. . . .
Spot: I'm gunna get you Blink!
*Spot had climbed back on to the stage and his poor cute little face is red. He is now chasing Blink around the stage.*
Blink: Mommy!
*Oh, now there are like four Green Garden Gnomes chasing both of them. Oh we are going to have to do something about those things.*
Spot: You're Dead Blinkie Boy!
Blink: Save me!
Lady in Turquoise dress: Blinkie Boy's Spot Remover is available at your local Wal*Mart or where every quality Blinkie Boy's products are sold. *She smiles as she holds a bottle of the cleaning stuff.* Are they gone? Have they all flipped the channel waiting for the show to come back on? Yeah? Yeah. Oh thank heavens. My cheeks were really starting to hurt. Blink doesn't pay over time for the smiling. He doesn't even care about the cheek aches I have after doing these things. Oh well if Spot kills him. . . .
*May I remind you that we could not kill of Spot Conlon. He's the life blood of Dreamer Conlon and we would have some very unhappy people if we committed a murder. Along with that, Kennyon hasn't told all the jokes she wants to about Spot yet. Or Dutchy. Or Skittery, or Specs, with a wink to Spaz. Or Jack, or Mush or. . . .Well I hope you get the idea.*
Lady in Turquoise dress: if he kills Spot then I won't have to do this anymore. So can I have a break? A little break? Yeah, yeah. A break.
*Commercial ends*
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Hey everybody! It's me Kennyon. No not the Kennyon in the story, well that's me but its me the author Kennyon, oh man this is confusing. Let's just say its Kennyon!
Sorry the last couple of chapters has been short. I just don't feel like typing. But don't worry. I have so many ideas that they are just tripping over each other in my head. It's like nothing else! Owe! See one just fell over.
I still have a lot of jokes I want to tell, and a lot of stories to do. So just be patient with me. You probably won't get another chapter like chapter 9 for a while, but don't worry, as soon as my hands get a good rest. . . .*hands panting* then I will go ZZZZZZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM! And chapters will fly out. Please, please, give me suggestions about the moustched stranger. No that isn't the next chapter, but its coming really soon and I need to know what you think. Oh, and if you are one of those people that doesn't like to review . . . just remember I have the power to make the green garden gnomes go to your house and SPOCT you to high Mt. Kilimanjaro! So beware. REVIEW. Also Spaz will attack you with Duct tape. *Hugs Spaz* Be afraid, be kind of afraid!
One last thing, if I have offended anyone, please tell me how I have. I don't mean anything inappropriate for a PG movie that I have said. If you were offended by the "bed inspection" I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you! I promise. I will make you all special hats out of . . . um. . . .Macaroni! Sorry, I love my reviewers
Those of you who don't review remember the Green Garden Gnomes! (No I don't like Timmy,) Oh dang, stupid garden gnomes.
GGG: You've been SPOCT!
*shakes heads* Talk to you all soon!
~Kennyon, (the one still completely clueless about Moustached Stranger.)
Kid Blink: Not so tight next time Ashley.
*He looks forward at the audience and four ladies with painted on smiles, in matching turquoise dresses, come behind Blink*
Blink: Today I have the offer of a life time! This is a white carpet.
*The four ladies walk up behind him holding a piece of white carpet.*
Blink: Which you ladies know is agony to clean. Am I right? Yeah. Well what if it got, oh lets say a Spot on it?
*The ladies put the carpet down and a couple more bring out a tied up Spot Conlon and put him on the carpet.*
Spot: Mmmmhhh, mmmmmm, hmmmm!
*Sorry no one can understand Spot. You're gagged. Ha ha ha! Hey. . . No! Stupid Green Garden Gnomes!*
GGG: You've been SPOCT!
*Stupid, how'd they get in this commercial. . . uh huh. Katie and Delphie let them in. I should have known.*
Spot: *wriggling* Hmmmm, hummmm!
*Blink approaches Spot.*
Blink: Just look at this uncivilized mess! This would probably really hard to get out of your house. Especially if you have a porcelain tub with boiling water. Huh, am I right? Yeah.
Spot: Mmmmmmhhhhhh!
*Shut up Spot. Hey they can't pin a button on Spot while he's tied up!*
GGG: You've been SPOCT!
*Those things are really a nouiscence. And I have just been told that they are disobeying orders by giving out multiple buttons. Hey, oh crapollas, not another one. You guys are deliberately taking advantage of people in a hurry, didja know that?*
Blink: Well you can get rid of ugly Spot's like this in only three minutes with this.
*A neon sign drops behind Blink. It is flashing and it says. . . .
BLINKIE BOYS' SPOT REMOVER
Blink: In three minutes flat, those ugly, disgusting, revolting, repulsive, nauseating. . .
Spot: HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHMMMMMMMM!
Blink: Sorry Spot, gotta sell the product. You can get rid of Spot's in three minutes flat. Observe.
*Blink splashes Spot with some of the stuff. He makes sure to get him covered in the stuff. Oh, and it looks like it burns.*
Spot: UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!
*Blink is looking at his watch and after approximately three minutes, he grabs Spot by the suspenders and tosses him off the stage.*
Spot: *in air* MMMMMMM!
Blink: See just like that Spot's disappear. They won't ruin you're carpets ever again. You can also buy the bathroom formula, and the kitchen formula. You can also get the maximum strength Blinkie Boys' Spot Remover. For those pesky Spot's that just won't. . . .
Spot: I'm gunna get you Blink!
*Spot had climbed back on to the stage and his poor cute little face is red. He is now chasing Blink around the stage.*
Blink: Mommy!
*Oh, now there are like four Green Garden Gnomes chasing both of them. Oh we are going to have to do something about those things.*
Spot: You're Dead Blinkie Boy!
Blink: Save me!
Lady in Turquoise dress: Blinkie Boy's Spot Remover is available at your local Wal*Mart or where every quality Blinkie Boy's products are sold. *She smiles as she holds a bottle of the cleaning stuff.* Are they gone? Have they all flipped the channel waiting for the show to come back on? Yeah? Yeah. Oh thank heavens. My cheeks were really starting to hurt. Blink doesn't pay over time for the smiling. He doesn't even care about the cheek aches I have after doing these things. Oh well if Spot kills him. . . .
*May I remind you that we could not kill of Spot Conlon. He's the life blood of Dreamer Conlon and we would have some very unhappy people if we committed a murder. Along with that, Kennyon hasn't told all the jokes she wants to about Spot yet. Or Dutchy. Or Skittery, or Specs, with a wink to Spaz. Or Jack, or Mush or. . . .Well I hope you get the idea.*
Lady in Turquoise dress: if he kills Spot then I won't have to do this anymore. So can I have a break? A little break? Yeah, yeah. A break.
*Commercial ends*
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Hey everybody! It's me Kennyon. No not the Kennyon in the story, well that's me but its me the author Kennyon, oh man this is confusing. Let's just say its Kennyon!
Sorry the last couple of chapters has been short. I just don't feel like typing. But don't worry. I have so many ideas that they are just tripping over each other in my head. It's like nothing else! Owe! See one just fell over.
I still have a lot of jokes I want to tell, and a lot of stories to do. So just be patient with me. You probably won't get another chapter like chapter 9 for a while, but don't worry, as soon as my hands get a good rest. . . .*hands panting* then I will go ZZZZZZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM! And chapters will fly out. Please, please, give me suggestions about the moustched stranger. No that isn't the next chapter, but its coming really soon and I need to know what you think. Oh, and if you are one of those people that doesn't like to review . . . just remember I have the power to make the green garden gnomes go to your house and SPOCT you to high Mt. Kilimanjaro! So beware. REVIEW. Also Spaz will attack you with Duct tape. *Hugs Spaz* Be afraid, be kind of afraid!
One last thing, if I have offended anyone, please tell me how I have. I don't mean anything inappropriate for a PG movie that I have said. If you were offended by the "bed inspection" I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you! I promise. I will make you all special hats out of . . . um. . . .Macaroni! Sorry, I love my reviewers
Those of you who don't review remember the Green Garden Gnomes! (No I don't like Timmy,) Oh dang, stupid garden gnomes.
GGG: You've been SPOCT!
*shakes heads* Talk to you all soon!
~Kennyon, (the one still completely clueless about Moustached Stranger.)