Ok here's my own twist on the movie, and it's a pretty big twist. Like 360 , no wait you would end up right were you started from... And I wonder why I'm not passing math class. Back to the subject anyways this is completely different from the Chicago you've all seen, and that's because I'm in the Moulin Rouge category. I'm have a lot of blonde movement today, sorry about that. But haven't we all gone to a pizza parlor and ordered a hamburger?....I'm alone on that aren't I? So here's my second shot.
But I don't own any of the people, Baz does. So don't get me in any kinda trouble. On with the Show!
Shorty sing–ish:
There was a whore
A very odd and slutty whore
They say she would go very far, very far
For a man that payed
For him self to get laid
But very mean was she...
And then one day
One scary day
She passed a gay
And while she wanted many things
money and me
This she told me...
Turn him gay
Or make him go away.
Christian talking to himself: The Moulin Rouge... a place you could pay to get laid, but not me of corse I... It was ruled over by Harry Zidler, who was gay so were's the benefits in that? Were the horny and ugly came to play with there own kind. The most lovely and slutty of these women was the women I loved, Satine, a hooker. She sold herself to old men. They called her "Expensive", and she was. The women I loved is gone. No she's not dead, she just ran away with the pool boy. I first cam to Paris one year ago. It was the summer of...coldness. I where coats throughout the whole thing. That was before I even knew what hookers were, that you had to pay for them, and that on Monday was 99¢ day at McDonald's. My town kick me out because Rush Limboge came back and they don't need me to be their idiot any more. And Paris was just like my father had said...
Father Dude: A place of total sin.
Christian: That didn't seem to bother anyone. Yes I had come to live a loveless life, so I thought to film a documentary so bad it would have to air on HBO.
Father Dude: always this ridiculous obsession with Sex and the City!
Christian: There was only one problem... I didn't have a camera! Luckily, a drunk man fell through my rough. And he was joined by some cross dresser.
Shorty: Hello, my name is...Oh who cares. Just come up stairs I don't think I should have to say all this crap.
Christian: What the Fuck?
Christina talking to himself: Something very weird called "Expensive, Expensive".
Shorty: And it's set in...Paris!
Christina: apparently the drunk suffered from a disease call... death.
Shorty: He was perfectly fine one moment, besides the coughing and the blue face and the falling.
Shorty's sister: Great now who will play the part of a man obsessed with Sex and the City? It will never be done in time for tomorrow.
Bladly #1: remember about our date tonight Shorty.
Shorty: Oh let me play him! Let me!
Sister: But what man likes Sex and the City?
Christina still talking to himself: Before I knew it I was upstairs trying a Marc Jacob shoes.
Shorty sing (cover your ears): alkjdflkajsdflaksjdlakjdfklueicxkmsklajdf—
Sister: Shut up!
Man with beard: I don't think a Midget would sing about a hill. Wouldn't he consider this a mountain.
Then they all start arguing about what they should sing about while Shorty steals some shoes for blady #1 and 2. Until Christina opens his mouth.
Christina sing: I am not Julie Andrews–
Sister: While I might as well leave now.
Shorty: I'll finally be able to get my very own whore!
Baldy: what about us? I thought what we had was special!
Shorty:... So you will write the show!
Christian: Why even bother to fight it.
They all thought it was the perfect plan just because... well I'm not sure but for some reason they think Harry will like it. So they all got drunk and go to the Moulin Rouge. Where it will finially get funny.
Well there is my second try at making a Moulin Rouge spoof. I know right now it's boring but wasn't the first part of the movie the worst? I promise once they do actually get to the Moulin Rouge it get's better. So Please review what you think, good or bad, I need to hear it. But please don't make it to harse. Please! Any way if you like this one or are just really board, go read my other story in the Sex and the City section. Yes I'm a fan!
Oh and I don't own any of these people. They all belong to Baz again and the Sex and the City stuff to HBO. So don't report me for nothn'!
Peace out and write a review!!!!!!!!! please:)
But I don't own any of the people, Baz does. So don't get me in any kinda trouble. On with the Show!
Shorty sing–ish:
There was a whore
A very odd and slutty whore
They say she would go very far, very far
For a man that payed
For him self to get laid
But very mean was she...
And then one day
One scary day
She passed a gay
And while she wanted many things
money and me
This she told me...
Turn him gay
Or make him go away.
Christian talking to himself: The Moulin Rouge... a place you could pay to get laid, but not me of corse I... It was ruled over by Harry Zidler, who was gay so were's the benefits in that? Were the horny and ugly came to play with there own kind. The most lovely and slutty of these women was the women I loved, Satine, a hooker. She sold herself to old men. They called her "Expensive", and she was. The women I loved is gone. No she's not dead, she just ran away with the pool boy. I first cam to Paris one year ago. It was the summer of...coldness. I where coats throughout the whole thing. That was before I even knew what hookers were, that you had to pay for them, and that on Monday was 99¢ day at McDonald's. My town kick me out because Rush Limboge came back and they don't need me to be their idiot any more. And Paris was just like my father had said...
Father Dude: A place of total sin.
Christian: That didn't seem to bother anyone. Yes I had come to live a loveless life, so I thought to film a documentary so bad it would have to air on HBO.
Father Dude: always this ridiculous obsession with Sex and the City!
Christian: There was only one problem... I didn't have a camera! Luckily, a drunk man fell through my rough. And he was joined by some cross dresser.
Shorty: Hello, my name is...Oh who cares. Just come up stairs I don't think I should have to say all this crap.
Christian: What the Fuck?
Christina talking to himself: Something very weird called "Expensive, Expensive".
Shorty: And it's set in...Paris!
Christina: apparently the drunk suffered from a disease call... death.
Shorty: He was perfectly fine one moment, besides the coughing and the blue face and the falling.
Shorty's sister: Great now who will play the part of a man obsessed with Sex and the City? It will never be done in time for tomorrow.
Bladly #1: remember about our date tonight Shorty.
Shorty: Oh let me play him! Let me!
Sister: But what man likes Sex and the City?
Christina still talking to himself: Before I knew it I was upstairs trying a Marc Jacob shoes.
Shorty sing (cover your ears): alkjdflkajsdflaksjdlakjdfklueicxkmsklajdf—
Sister: Shut up!
Man with beard: I don't think a Midget would sing about a hill. Wouldn't he consider this a mountain.
Then they all start arguing about what they should sing about while Shorty steals some shoes for blady #1 and 2. Until Christina opens his mouth.
Christina sing: I am not Julie Andrews–
Sister: While I might as well leave now.
Shorty: I'll finally be able to get my very own whore!
Baldy: what about us? I thought what we had was special!
Shorty:... So you will write the show!
Christian: Why even bother to fight it.
They all thought it was the perfect plan just because... well I'm not sure but for some reason they think Harry will like it. So they all got drunk and go to the Moulin Rouge. Where it will finially get funny.
Well there is my second try at making a Moulin Rouge spoof. I know right now it's boring but wasn't the first part of the movie the worst? I promise once they do actually get to the Moulin Rouge it get's better. So Please review what you think, good or bad, I need to hear it. But please don't make it to harse. Please! Any way if you like this one or are just really board, go read my other story in the Sex and the City section. Yes I'm a fan!
Oh and I don't own any of these people. They all belong to Baz again and the Sex and the City stuff to HBO. So don't report me for nothn'!
Peace out and write a review!!!!!!!!! please:)